Neverwinter Forest he wanted love, i taste of blood

His heart lurches as Kratos speaks, and he can't help but smile a little, relieved that he's finally found a way to fix things. Me too, He says, stretching more smoothly than before. Mates. He tries to tell himself that he knows what he's getting into this time, too, but this isn't like the situation with Mal. This is forever, or at least until one of them dies, and Zephyr still doesn't know what it truly means. He knows he wants the kind of relationship Kratos seems to be after, and that should be enough. But the thought of forever looms heavily over him; he's never known any permanence in his life, and he's still too young to be certain of what he wants his forever to look like.
Suddenly he feels a little nauseous, but he hides it well, adding, If we're going to be mates, you have to cuddle with me. His words are teasing, but he means it; Kratos's warmth sounds lovely right about now, and he's eager to start figuring out whether this can really be forever.