"So are you," Cyno huffs a little, a puff of breath against the other's neck as he nibbles at the line of it his arms tightening some. He takes a few moments before pulling away and moves to make both of their cups of coffee, bringing one closer to Tighnari when he's done and setting his chin on his shoulder as he glances at the food.
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Date: 2023-05-24 01:08 am (UTC)"Smells good."