[ Gnosis knows him too well at this point. Feline biology kicks his ass every goddamn year. Puberty sure was A Thing and boy howdy was it Bad. He's always had Gnosis with him since, of course, but… whew…

Not that he's thinking about that now. Rather, he's too focused on just how nice Gnosis feels in his hands. He could never ever get tired of this feeling, be it ten, twenty, forty, or eighty years from now, he'd still be enraptured. He does take the opportunity to hoist him up here, though. And, of course, very unapologetically grabbing Gnosis' ass in the process. Even as he takes them into their bedroom and kicks the door closed, he doesn't stop smothering his crane in kisses.

It's only when he puts his back against the bed and crawls over him does he give him a brief break. ] I know it's hard for you to "clear your calendar" for this, considering how unpredictable everything is. [ Though, realistically, if they did end up in, like, the volcano again, Silverash would just lift Gnosis and carry him the whole time, so… ] I'll try to be gentler than I usually am, but… I guess that's hard to promise, considering…