[He settles, kissing Glen's neck fondly and leaning against him, just all warm, friendly physical contact, intimate and romantic and everything Glen should enjoy with someone he's in love with but.]
[Of course it feels wonderful and terrible all at once. He wants to throw up. But he wants to press against Felid, too, and that part wins out. He'll take this. He just doesn't want to hear those affectionate words.]
[He rests his hands on Felid's shoulders, not willing to reciprocate just yet. That feels too gross. He knows he'll end up doing it once he gets worked up, but he tries to hold off as long as he can.]
Maybe you'd have more friends if you weren't the type to piss off everyone around you. Do your fellow socialites know who I am? Do you think they'll believe my allegiance is anywhere but with my own people?
Really Glen don't be dull. I don't play the court game that badly. Even if you stood on the roof and shouted the superiority of humans the worst you'd get me is a headache from the council. Go ahead, if you want to, maybe you'll make friends with the livestock.
You could visit them if you like, the humans who make our meals.
[That catches his interest for a moment. But he shoves it down -- he can't help anyone. He knows that. And would they even accept it from him as he is now, if he tried?]
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[He settles, kissing Glen's neck fondly and leaning against him, just all warm, friendly physical contact, intimate and romantic and everything Glen should enjoy with someone he's in love with but.]
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I'm getting there.
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[He practically purrs as Glen presses against him, hands wandering down to feel up Glen's chest, just casually intimate.]
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[He rests his hands on Felid's shoulders, not willing to reciprocate just yet. That feels too gross. He knows he'll end up doing it once he gets worked up, but he tries to hold off as long as he can.]
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You want me, admit it.
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[He has a death wish what do you think he'll do?]
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You could visit them if you like, the humans who make our meals.
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I'd rather not waste my time.
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[He shoves Glen lightly back against the couch.]
Look at me Glen.
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