[ Lennon wraps his arms as tight as he can manage around Daeshim. His fingers curl into his side and he presses them tight just as much to hold him as to hide that his hands are trembling. He doesn't know if it's from the emotions or from the feeding or what but he doesn't want to make Daeshim worry more or be more upset. He nuzzles him. ]
no subject
You're mine. All of you.