[This is nice on so many levels. Ever since he'd been turned, he'd been a greedier sort of person. The supernatural doctor he has to go has informed him that greed is a very natural side effect to being a zombie deer monster that could eat his boyfriend. So the hug is nice, having Haru against him is nice. He's so warm where he's so cold. But.
Rubbing a bit of his scent on Haru is also nice, whoops. And he knows that's what he's doing, too, he just won't say it.
But it's over after a while, thankfully without a sneeze, and Dylas leans forward while Haru pulls back, sort of staying in his space just a little.]
It's pretty important. [They've already had the "i need to eat lots of meat" talk which probably ended with him blowing Haru. His ears perk up when Haru suddenly decides to go out, and he rises to his hooves. Going out to a public place makes him a little nervous, but he has to break apart from Haru's hand long enough to move over to one of the boxes he'd sent over earlier. He squats down, rifling through it long enough to pull out...
...a t-shirt. How boring. It's not even cute at all, what the hell, why didn't Haru burn it. Yet here he is, his tail wagging a little, pleased with his choice.]
I just need to throw this on before we go. [He wonders if he should say something sexy? He'll try.] The, uh...chest...shirtless stuff is only for you.
[Chest fur, claw scars, and somewhat acceptable muscles, all for him to look at and no one else.]
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Rubbing a bit of his scent on Haru is also nice, whoops. And he knows that's what he's doing, too, he just won't say it.
But it's over after a while, thankfully without a sneeze, and Dylas leans forward while Haru pulls back, sort of staying in his space just a little.]
It's pretty important. [They've already had the "i need to eat lots of meat" talk which probably ended with him blowing Haru. His ears perk up when Haru suddenly decides to go out, and he rises to his hooves. Going out to a public place makes him a little nervous, but he has to break apart from Haru's hand long enough to move over to one of the boxes he'd sent over earlier. He squats down, rifling through it long enough to pull out...
...a t-shirt. How boring. It's not even cute at all, what the hell, why didn't Haru burn it. Yet here he is, his tail wagging a little, pleased with his choice.]
I just need to throw this on before we go. [He wonders if he should say something sexy? He'll try.] The, uh...chest...shirtless stuff is only for you.
[Chest fur, claw scars, and somewhat acceptable muscles, all for him to look at and no one else.]