[There's an inkling in his mind that it's important that he not be selfish, this time. It's Nepeta's first time. He knows how important it was for his own time that Horuss be kind and generous with him. Now it's his turn.
He shifts closer and lifts his hand, cupping her cheek, then running his fingers into her hair. His thumb rubs up one thick, pointed horn]
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He shifts closer and lifts his hand, cupping her cheek, then running his fingers into her hair. His thumb rubs up one thick, pointed horn]
I'll be gentle.