He felt a questioning probe from his alien brother, feather light yet puzzled, filled with wonder.

He looked down and saw that Lana had rested the fingertips of one hand, feather light.

She went hot and cold and she felt feather light as she rose and started forward.

His lips grazed hers, feather light and tender.

His fingers trailed from her face down her throat, feather light.

The fingers that had feathered so softly over her thighs were feather light no more.

Thanks to Tyrus' conjury, it made no sound whatsoever and felt feather light in their hands.

These were feather light with a chunky veal ragout as a foil.

Gillian ran her fingers along his cheek, to touch, feather light, his jaw, throat and shoulder.

He felt her press close against him, feather light and soft, speaking words that he could not seem to hear clearly.