[ He needs Cacao. It's like a burning under his skin like a fever. Which may be an actual fever. He glances around with a thoughtful look.
He's going to have to decorate if this becomes their space. Place his little touches around, so Cacao never forgets him. Comes here to escape and is wrapped in him, no matter what. His scent, his style.
He hums lightly and steps in against Cacao's back, sliding an arm around his waist and resting his head against his shoulder, his tail curling up into a coil behind him. ]
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Date: 2025-01-16 02:36 am (UTC)[ He needs Cacao. It's like a burning under his skin like a fever.
Which may be an actual fever. He glances around with a thoughtful look.He's going to have to decorate if this becomes their space. Place his little touches around, so Cacao never forgets him. Comes here to escape and is wrapped in him, no matter what. His scent, his style.
He hums lightly and steps in against Cacao's back, sliding an arm around his waist and resting his head against his shoulder, his tail curling up into a coil behind him. ]
How much will you give me....