And then I thought about Jessa and Fenris returning from the gathering of the Talthar Kithrayna at which he announces the formation of the Kirayth. (Don't you love it when I actually fix things in time? You're welcome.)
She pulled him through the doorway by his lapels, kissing him roughly. "That was fucking hot."
"Public speaking gets you hot?" he laughed, shrugging the jacket off.
"Sticking it to the Council gets me hot," she grinned. "And call me a throwback, but the idea of you fighting for us gets me hot. My knight in black leather."
"I just took the leather off," he pointed out.
"Take everything off," she suggested.
He grinned and kissed her. His hand tangled in the hair at the nape of her neck - and suddenly drew into a fist. "You first," he whispered, a growl just barely beneath the surface...
There you go, dear haikujaguar: Fenris. Just a little bit.