Triss clearly didn't share his struggles here, which was to be expected but her immediate touch still made Crux feel like his whole body was electrified. Instinctively he lifted a foreleg to help support her as she jumped up to lick at his nose and give her a surface to hold herself on if she wanted. But she had a point and despite himself Crux grinned, leaning in to place kisses all over Triss' head and face.
"That I did." His voice was low, and he carefully lowered himself, never taking his eyes off the smaller woman. "I love you Triss." What else could he say? Nothing that he couldn't actually show and act upon, which was the plan.
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"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.
