He's not a cuddler, but... It's not as if he could do anything about it. It's not like he's going to move or anything. That would be rude. And plus he can't. Too comfortable.
He curls his fingers in her hair, over and over. Tracing the curve of her ear. Gently scritching the nape of her neck as if she were a cat.
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Date: 2015-01-17 08:42 pm (UTC)He curls his fingers in her hair, over and over. Tracing the curve of her ear. Gently scritching the nape of her neck as if she were a cat.
"That was wonderful, Tiger Cub."
His voice is a deep, rasping velvet.