Deepwood Weald Realized I can't not be with you

He didn't have to wait long for Alarian to wake but when he turned to look at him, exhaustion was clear on his face. He heard his name as his lover pressed his face into his fur, and Midar wrapped around him, embracing him and not saying anything for a few seconds. Morning, he said quietly, not unwrapping himself yet. He couldn't help but be reminded of yesterday morning; it had started out similarly, and it caused an irrational worry to creep into his mind that this morning would end up the same way. He tried to push the thought away, instead moving to lick whatever he could reach of the spot on the other man's neck he had been attempting to soothe earlier. How do you feel? he asked between swipes of his tongue. The beast had definitely gotten carried away last night, and he was a little worried he had hurt his lover more than he had intended.