[North's breath tickles against his fur, and York's voice is grateful. Warm. For all his steady teasing, the things North says are like knots tied safely around his heart, keeping him tethered and secure. He loves it. Doesn't want to let on how badly he's needed it. Needed him.
He's needed a little luck for a long time, now.]
Guess I am.
[He fits himself gently into the line of North's side, cheek to fluffy cheek. Sighs contentedly as he gets comfortable.]
Not to be a demanding son of a bitch, but if you could keep petting me? Yeah. Down the back, it's not as easy to reach around as it used to be.
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Date: 2015-11-06 12:38 pm (UTC)[North's breath tickles against his fur, and York's voice is grateful. Warm. For all his steady teasing, the things North says are like knots tied safely around his heart, keeping him tethered and secure. He loves it. Doesn't want to let on how badly he's needed it. Needed him.
He's needed a little luck for a long time, now.]
Guess I am.
[He fits himself gently into the line of North's side, cheek to fluffy cheek. Sighs contentedly as he gets comfortable.]
Not to be a demanding son of a bitch, but if you could keep petting me? Yeah. Down the back, it's not as easy to reach around as it used to be.