Enyo just held him, pulling the fleece up over their lower half. “Tell me if it’s too hot.” He mumbled. He just wanted to be touching him. Whether it be through their tangled legs or his face buried in his hair or their entwined heads. He just needed to hold him.
“I’m not sure I can force away the terrors of your mind, but I assure you I’ll be here to sooth the shakes and tears.” He promised softly. “I can feel your exhaustion. I want you to rest though understand your desire not to.”
Markus nodded lightly. “Thank you.”, he mumbled quietly. He was happy to be held, to be warm and loved. He fell asleep again after a while, unable to resist it.
Still holding onto Enyo, breathing softly.
This time he managed to sleep more peaceful, feeling safe knowing he was close to Enyo.
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