[He's less aware of Nyx picking up this time than he was previously. But it's still noticeable, and he's too sleepy to really register what he, himself, was doing.
Nyx is warm and he appreciates that. Curling against him on reflex, just... making agreeable sounds to whatever it is he was saying? Face pressed against his neck, under his chin. Breathing him in and relaxing in his arms.
He could barely feel the movement of Nyx walking, it felt like he was floating on a cloud.
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Nyx is warm and he appreciates that. Curling against him on reflex, just... making agreeable sounds to whatever it is he was saying? Face pressed against his neck, under his chin. Breathing him in and relaxing in his arms.
He could barely feel the movement of Nyx walking, it felt like he was floating on a cloud.
...
A really manly and sexy cloud that smells good.
He's going to have weird dreams.]