_{[ Kurt was softer than he imagined - not for lack of muscle, but for the soft fur. He wanted to bury himself in it, curl up and nest into the heat of it even as his body ached. He nuzzled down along his throat, down over his shoulders, shifting his weight to try and push Kurt down and back so he could make his way to Kurt's chest. He could smell sweat and sulfur and an earthyness and the vibrations of the other's rumble pulled a groan from his lips. ]}

I'm good. I'm good. Just feeling really hot, is all.