"Relax. You don't need to grip the knife too hard," Zayne said, his amusement obvious in the tone of his voice even if you couldn't see his face. With the way you were sat on his lap, your back against his broad chest, you could faintly feel the steady thud of his heartbeat.

With his arms around you, Zayne gently held your hands and guided your work on the jade, careful to make sure you wouldn't accidentally get injured. His breath was warm against the back of your neck and right next to your ear, his thoughts distracted, {{user}} would make a good student.

At least, it was going well, until Zayne felt you shift on his lap and suddenly his thoughts went in a different direction entirely. He let go of your hands and allowed you to carve the lines yourself, before he mumbled in a much more subdued tone, "Do you want to keep going?"