The Rectory Officer stared at him in something like shock, and the moment lasted long enough that for a second Ishca wondered if he’s pitched his slick confidence wrong. But then the young man swallowed dryly, and Ishca didn’t need to be an empath to see his lustful nervousness as his Adam’s apple bobbed in the column of his throat. Ishca smiled warmly, and without a word the Rectory Officer stepped back to let him in.
“Thank you,” Ishca held out a hand to the other man, “I’m Ishca.”
“Aki,” th