Oh what a wonderful, terrifying thing to be known so well. Byleth has no room at all to protest. Themis isn't the only one with a cheat sheet after all. He too braces against the emissary, and they both hold each other stable.
Gratefully, Byleth sheds his own garments until he remains in his smallclothes and crawls into bed, slotting himself into the smaller man despite the extra appendages and horns. It's always been easy to get comfortable with him, hasn't it?
In this world and the last. The added fur and feathers makes it even more so. He goes about to gently trace his claws around Themis' scalp and through his hair. He recalls that he quite likes this too.
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Gratefully, Byleth sheds his own garments until he remains in his smallclothes and crawls into bed, slotting himself into the smaller man despite the extra appendages and horns. It's always been easy to get comfortable with him, hasn't it?
In this world and the last. The added fur and feathers makes it even more so. He goes about to gently trace his claws around Themis' scalp and through his hair. He recalls that he quite likes this too.