[A pleased hum as he looks his love over. He's seen him, as he said. But looking unabashedly with what he now can recognize as hunger? That's new. He's so cute with his fluffy wool. But under that cuteness is an alluring leanness, a softness that makes his hands yearn to touch. A noble sweep to his features that would be even finer if he was at a healthier weight.]
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You... are a delight.