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_{[ Kirk is grateful for what Fenris can offer, the touch on the back of his neck. God, it felt so good. He turned his head to nuzzle at his neck, listening quietly, thinking perhaps there might be more there. But pushing Fenris was always a dangerous game, and if there was one thing he did not want to do right now it was cause an argument.

So he lifted his head, touching their foreheads in quiet acceptance but the unspoken offer to hear more if he wished. Pulling back, he smacked his lips and grimaced. ]}

Are you to exhausted to help me to the bathroom then? I desperately need to brush my teeth.

_{[ Among other things - like piss - but he didn't feel the need to say that part aloud. Standing, however, seemed a touch daunting after so long abed, his muscles tight in very unpleasant ways. ]}