#so soff

"But I don't want to fall asleep when I could be talking to you," Maru replied quietly, though with the warmth and steady presence of Safiri beneath him, he would be inevitably be fighting a losing battle.

Whether it was talking about something or nothing though, he just wanted to keep hearing the sound of Safiri's soothing voice and feel his warm hands idly scritching his head.

Head pillowed on the Hyur's thigh, Maru peered up at his lover fondly and reached for a moment to touch the worn pads of his fingers to the stubbled jaw above him.

"I want to hear you speak of all the things no-one else ever asks you. Like where you want to go, what you would like to do. What has been your favourite adventure, did you have a crush on Ser Aymeric like I did? What would you like the future to hold for you? For us?" he rumbled quietly, tossing out ideas and questions with his free hand waving airily to indicate that he wasn't necessarily being specific and they were just examples, though he would no less like to have them answered.

"And I want you to ask things of me too," he admitted, beginning to yawn before he snapped his jaws shut on it as if to deny that he was tired in any way.