[Regis doesn't have to try very hard to keep Nyx close, he has no intention of going anywhere. He's quiet for a long moment, curled up in Regis' lap, head resting against the kin's shoulder even as Regis does the same. A soft, contented sigh at the feel of fingers toying with his hair and eventually Nyx speaks, low and lazy, lips brushing against Regis' neck as he does.]
Not gonna laugh... 'm glad you let me help. [A gentle nudge, a light kiss, a moment to shimmy himself a tiny bit closer]
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Not gonna laugh... 'm glad you let me help. [A gentle nudge, a light kiss, a moment to shimmy himself a tiny bit closer]
's all I wanted, pamujat.