Deepwood Weald Realized I can't not be with you

Did you not sleep well? Midar asked, ceasing the licking to move his muzzle softly through his lover's fur to stir up his scent. He was of course concerned that Alarian was tired and wanted to know what kept him from sleep, but he was also relieved to not hear him say that he was sore or that last night had been too much; he too was looking forward to repeating it. The beast continued to move his nose gently through his mate's fur, seeking to soothe him some more as he waited for his answer. He hadn't had any trouble sleeping last night, so he wondered what plagued the scarred male enough to keep him from slumber after their long, tumultuous day yesterday. He had definitely been too exhausted to do much else but sleep by the end of the night.