-Danos would never admit it, but when Cricket clung to his back, sharp claws dug into the fur and scales on his ass cheeks, that warm wet nose pressed into his neck-he loved it. Sure, he could barely walk as it were, being unbalanced by an excited alien chittering in three different languages didnt help. He loved it best when the alien gently drew their thumb talon into his chest wound, laying the intricately carved nail over his beating, glowing heart. It was a firm reminder this was all real, that he was loved.—–

Early birthday gift for my Zipet, who is wonderful and puts up with me <3