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He notices the way Midar tenses immediately, and for a moment he fears rejection — but it never comes. Instead the dark man nips his shoulder as he settles on the ground, and Alarian easily recognizes the invitation in his striking gaze. He lowers himself to the earth beside the other without hesitation. His pulse starts to calm slightly as he tentatively leans against Midar, grateful for the stability of the ground beneath him. He's not entirely certain why the other man affects him so deeply. Maybe he doesn't mind it, though.
That marking dyed into your fur, He says after what feels like forever, hesitant but too curious to pass up the opportunity to ask. What does it mean?