Blackbeak Bluff Devoted to neurosis now

His breath catches slightly as Midar draws nearer, and he opens his mouth to speak half a beat before his lover embraces him. Heat rushes to his face as he registers the feeling and he whines softly, leaning into the touch and forgetting whatever he'd been about to say entirely. He buries his own face in Midar's blue-black fur, closing his eyes as he soaks in the affection. The moment seems far too fleeting, and he can't quite help the second whine that slips past his lips as disappointment washes over him. He shakes his head slightly at his lover's apology, easily forgetting his anxiety over his absence, and presses back against him as he speaks. A sigh escapes him with Midar's next words, and he can't help but protest. Can't we talk later? He murmurs, mouth finding the other's jawline with reverent kisses. I missed you.