Don't you want someone to care about you?

É R E B O S


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she greeted him the way a lover would- and it brought him comfort. he did not seize away from her nuzzle but in fact, returned his own gems of affection; seeking to lick her maw with a soft and gentle kiss. just one, he'd justify. their courtship was unspoken of, but obvious. slow and free flowing as they grew closer than friends; it would begin to show.
"Identification." he purred nearly, his voice deep and guttural as it ran to wash over. he sat then, his eyes minding her wet fur as he lowered his head for only a few moments in attempt to groom her dry, knowingly leaving his scent on her. a bold but subtle move to inform his claim on her. a primal animal, erebos could not escape his instincts. she was in heat.. but perhaps this would sway others away from laying with her in sex. hopefully. selfish erebos. "I will always remember you, identification." he assured her with tender, lowly words that sounded like a forbidden whisper. he peered at her face then, watching her with fascination. "You are in heat, yes? Is there anything I can grab you to bring you comfort?" seeking to assist in fetching her tea to relax the cramping she must've felt- or perhaps provide grooming to get her mind off of the sensation. in truth, he could only guess that females went through sexual frustration or in a sense, discomfort during their peak of heat cycles.

"talk" 'think'