Welp! For a moment he was worried he'd have to struggle his way through saying what he meant as diplomatically as possible and yet what Cryptis did only a moment after Crux had seen her confused expression left him even more speechless. Her tiny form pushing into his, and Crux half expected her to just disappear in his fur. None of this did anything to help his already flushed face which seemed to somehow grow even hotter. He cleared his throat and fought the urge to shuffle, not wanting to jostle the much smaller girl. Crux took a moment, his gaze turning skyward as he fought to get himself to calm down more, certain that even though she didn't reach that high on him that she could hear his heart pounding so strongly he half expected his ribs to shatter, or was that just the blood pounding in his ears?
"Okay." He breathed, ignoring the soft snorting laugh he caught from Riya and leaned down to begin to gently, so gently, lick the girl's back dry. Crux was trying very hard to ignore how intimate this somehow felt, trying very hard to ignore how much of her scent still lingered under the less than pleasant flood water smell and the way it seemed to claw it's way into his brain, demanding he focus on it, he wasn't doing a very good job and it was only the feeling of her body against his, the dampness he could feel, that forced Crux to keep his focus on the task at hand and not drifting off on some instinctual thought process he was pretending he didn't have. Teenagers. Well at least he cared enough about her health and safety to force himself to focus on the task at hand.
"Triss" & "Crux"
Updated 04/30/23: Still on indefinite scarcity, please do not remind me of threads I am behind on right now.
Crux has a 6 inch long burn scar on his throat, most of his art does not reflect this.
