Cassius’ shell hums with a purring wave as Doctor Hugh’s arm winds around his shoulders and soaks him in that all-too-but-not-quite human heat of his. It takes him a moment to reel it in, to make sure he does not seem too comfortable, but when he does, he allows Doctor Hugh’s anxious guidance to lead him towards the door. His mouth opens -
Let’s talk more about that on our own -
- and it falls shut a moment after, expression thoughtful as he casts a look behind him.
“Very well, Doctor Hugh,” said in a slightly softer tone, one learning how to be conspiring, but not quite landing just yet. “Until the vivarium.”
Cassius waits until they are safely outside of the room to lean a little into Doctor Hugh’s side, waits still until they’re hidden away by elevator doors to slot his hand along Doctor Hugh’s spine, before remembering himself and looping it around his hip instead. A quiet, pleased sigh escapes him as his worms loosen into a thrumming duplicate beat.
(He thinks he understands, now. How his worms provide his Hunter comfort.)
“I am glad that the decontamination process is almost over.” A half step further into Doctor Hugh’s side, his cheek pressing into his shoulder borderline needy (greedy, even). “It is… difficult to keep from you so. I miss your heat.”
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Let’s talk more about that on our own -
- and it falls shut a moment after, expression thoughtful as he casts a look behind him.
“Very well, Doctor Hugh,” said in a slightly softer tone, one learning how to be conspiring, but not quite landing just yet. “Until the vivarium.”
Cassius waits until they are safely outside of the room to lean a little into Doctor Hugh’s side, waits still until they’re hidden away by elevator doors to slot his hand along Doctor Hugh’s spine, before remembering himself and looping it around his hip instead. A quiet, pleased sigh escapes him as his worms loosen into a thrumming duplicate beat.
(He thinks he understands, now. How his worms provide his Hunter comfort.)
“I am glad that the decontamination process is almost over.” A half step further into Doctor Hugh’s side, his cheek pressing into his shoulder borderline needy (greedy, even). “It is… difficult to keep from you so. I miss your heat.”