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Well, your love is worse
Worse than cigarettes
Even if I had twenty in my hands
Oh, babe, your touch, it hurts
More than hangovers
No, that bottle don't hold the same regret
- UNHEALTHY by Anne-Marie
Clink
Bottlenecks collided in a friendly manner. Kissed, would be the better word if they were lovers. But they weren’t. They were just two bottlenecks, newly opened and glistening brown-golden in the dim light of the living room behind them.“Why did you decide to be a superhero?”Ling Chén moved his mouth to formulate the question and pulled the corners of his mouth up at the end of it. Imitating a genuine smile in front of his current situation. The noises of the traffic under them and the distant chirping of birds could be heard. They were distracting him slightly, making it harder to keep his emotions in check. But nothing was too hard for him, when facing his nemesis. He had long trained himself to be the perfect friend to a person he wished to kill.“Hahaha, actually a lot of people believe that I just felt responsible for the world after I gained powers. So, I am glad you asked me.”The man with naturally black hair and a boisterous laugh – in contrast to his normally hardened features – began to talk, genuinely trying to answer Ling Chéns half-hearted question.“To be honest, I was always troubling people before I gained control over my powers and couldn't use them correctly.”An information Ling Chén could use for himself. Maybe threatening the superhero with old victims of himself, showing him just how much damage, he had caused back then. But that would only work if ‘troubling people’ meant real trouble. If it was just a play on words, a humble way to describe minor inconveniences, then it wouldn’t help Ling Chén at all.He trashed the thought for now and instead moved forward in their conversation.“So, you wanted to gain control over them, to not cause any trouble and that lead to you becoming a superhero.”, Ling Chén deduced before lifting his beer bottle and taking a sip. He needed a bit of alcohol to keep the conversation measured and going in a normal way. This was dragging on longer and longer, tickling his nerves in a straining way he only liked when working on his inventions.Meanwhile the hero’s demeanour deflated. His usual stoic expression came back with a big amount of sadness in his tired features.“Ling Chén I’m not that selfless. Everything I am today has its roots in the scheme of a wishful but selfish child.”“Yè Zimù.”, Ling Chén sighed, having had enough of this man’s ‘wallowing in self-pity’. A superhero was meant to be strong not broken in every place, if you looked past the surface. It irked him, that he was the one automatically sinking under it. Yè Zimù was just too accommodating to him. Even right now he looked at Ling Chén as if he was his lifeline and as if Ling Chéns next words would be the liquid gold, filling his broken parts.Denying how powerful that made him feel was now part of Ling Chéns daily routine.“Every Child is selfish. Nobody cares about what you once did. People only care about how you are helping them now and that, you do. You’ve helped so many people, lift your head high and drink more merrily.”He lifted his beer bottle again in a ‘cheers to that’ manner and drank more. In the background Yè Zimù laughed again, the sound tender and measured.“You’re right.”, he mused pressing the glass against his lips but suddenly stopping in the motion.“Looking back, there was a long period after I got my powers, where I didn’t feel any change.”Ling Chéns ears perked up. Finally, there were some useful information’s coming. The only reason he did this to himself.“I felt normal, I still went to school and my lifestyle was nothing special. Surprisingly it wasn’t as big of a deal at least not until I presented as an alpha. Then the problems started and I-“The hero stopped mid-sentence and turned his head, looking at Ling Chén with a silly smile, making it hard for the older one of them to maintain his leisure countenance.“I’m sorry. Whenever I drink, I start to rumble and only talk about myself. That’s not a good habit.”“I actually don’t care.”It was the first true sentence Ling Chen said this evening. He really didn’t care at all. The only thing he did care for was whatever crucial weakness he could find. He even invited Yè Zimù to drink exactly because of this talkativeness. Not that anything notable came of it.“Ling Chén.”His name made him look up, coming into contact with warm fingertips. Ling Chén lifted one of his thin eyebrows, watching the fingers carefully. They felt rough on his cheek, rough like they would feel, after throwing debris and cars around as if they weighed nothing.“You are a very good friend.”, Yè Zimù uttered, softly lifting one slightly wavy strand of blond hair behind Ling Chéns ear. He could smell the pheromones slowly permeating the air. A kind of heady smell dedicated to lure a potential partner into a strong embrace. But Ling Chén would not fall for it. He would not reciprocate the intention even if his most hidden wish was to do just that.//It only is a carnal desire. I will not oblige to it yet.//, he told himself before smiling and staring into the dark exhausted eyes of his nemesis.“I know.”
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Oh, this body high
Gives me sleepless nights
It's a million times what any drug could give
And my red eyes
They go twice as wide
It might look like pain but to me it's bliss
- UNHEALTHY by Shaine Twaine
Thud
A knee touched the ground. The sound dull, muffled by the soft fabric. Ling Chéns fingers stretched out over it, appreciating his own taste in furniture. He had chosen it for this hard and cold ground, with nothing on it other than a couch. But by now the living room really looked the part. From the round dinner table to the beautifully carved low dresser on which a wide television was carefully placed. He had the honour to choose everything to his taste, making this unfamiliar living space even more familiar than his own.“Hmmm.”, he hummed feeling thick fingers pushing through his blond hair and bold lips pressing into his own. Ling Chén opened his mouth, allowing the demanding tongue to enter, licking over his teeth and rolling deeper.Everything in this room, in this apartment smelled of him. His own pheromones involuntarily marking the place. But it couldn’t be helped. He was an alpha too, always competing for dominance and always sure of winning. In that department he was the more present one. In turn his current partner had the habit of marking only one thing as his.“Would it be ok if we… if we went all the way?”Yè Zimù whispered against wet lips, still nipping and sucking on them as if they were some kind of drug. Ling Chèn had thought of creating something like it, just to see this hero miserably dying on drug abuse but such an easy end for his nemesis wasn’t to his taste.“Superhero Yè.”, he began watching with mirth how Yè Zimùs thick eyebrows moved and a displeasured expression started to sprout.“Don’t call me that. It feels… so distant.”A deep sigh escaped him. It should have sounded annoyed but instead he reminded himself of a mother giving in to her dearly loved child.Ling Chen pushed himself up a bit, using his two forearms as leverage at first, then moving one to cup Yè Zimùs cheek. His thumb moved slightly, making the bigger man purr in bliss.“You’re already all over me, surrounding me with your pheromones just like a dog in heat. I have no doubt that you can go all the way but if you want to do it with me, then, the very least you could do, is fucking me in your bed and not on my expensive deep-pile carpet.”Yè Zimù flinched as he heard the f-word, not used to such direct language at all. He was just like a school boy, who knew about these things but not daring to think about using this knowledge for himself.“I-I mean, of course, yes, yes you’re right. I’ll take you to bed, right away.”It amused Ling Chèn to no end. The pliant demeanour, the blushing and fiddling around till he was lifted from the ground and carried from one room to another. Of course, he wasn’t exactly fond of being manhandled like that but he could give in sometimes. Not to mention the pheromones, which let him smell how excited Yè Zimù was. Excited about fucking an alpha.//Another taint on the white cape of Běiyuàns dearest hero.//He was put down gently on the bed they had begun to share. Far too gentle for a man capable of destroying each bone in Ling Chéns body.“Is this better?”Yè Zimù asked, not letting go of Ling Chéns waist. He pressed nearer, taking in the scent coming from Ling Chén, peppering kisses all over his covered shoulder.“Much better. But do you even know what you have to do?”The question led to Yè Zimù stopping his actions, lifting his head up again and staring into bright eyes behind angular glasses.“Of course, I informed myself thoroughly. I wouldn’t want to hurt you even though I can’t promise that the first penetration won’t hurt at all. Since I am… I am, you see, I am rather big.”At the end Yè Zimù deflated a little. Like a balloon slowly loosing air. For Ling Chén his words were more like another slap to his own pride. Swallowing the urge to growl in exasperation he just laughed in the arms of his partner, rolling his eyes at the end. Displaying a haughty kind of indulgence seemed to be the best way of hiding his anger.“I do not have superpowers like you, Zimù but I am still an alpha, fully capable of taking on a bit of pain. As long as the pleasure overweighs of course.”His acting was impeccable, always perfect and always spoken with half of his heart. Because half a heart was enough for this foolish hero. And, in the end, Ling Chén also couldn’t dare to give more, lest he loses himself in needs he couldn’t justify with biological functions alone.“Then I promise I’ll give you the peaks of pleasure, my treasure.”The endearment sent shivers down his spine, ready for a mouth against his nape, kissing and sucking on his skin, while rough hands slid under his Bordeaux red sweater, pushing the fabric up.Ling Chén hummed approvingly, liking the caressing and arching himself slightly into the hands.“Will you allow me to scentmark you here?”, a husky voice breathed against the shell of his ear, kissing it too, right after.“Your scent is hn… anywhere on me anyways. Do it.”, Ling Chén rasped, baring his neck. A notion no alpha would ever consider without fighting, but he was special. He could do anything if it was for the betterment of his final goal.Yè Zimù smiled brightly, whispering a ‘Thank you.’ against his partners fine neck hair and then descending to the patches of skin which smelled the most potent. Thick was the scent of pine and fresh snow. Always cold and yet so warm to him. An approving rumble climbed up his throat before he licked a long stripe over the bare neck.Ling Chén felt how the foreign pheromones, potent in the other alphas saliva, permeated through his skin, reaching his gland and coating him in fire and fresh spring rain. Some deep breaths escaped his betraying mouth, showing how much his body liked the sensation of being claimed in this manner. Humiliating, it would have been, if it was the first time. But it wasn’t and Ling Chén had begun to see this as just another biological need.“Bite me slightly, please.”, he asked of the younger alpha, while searching for Yè Zimùs hand, lying still over his navel. Yè Zimù meanwhile let out another rumble, a growl appreciating his partners eagerness. A second later his fangs sank in, pushing against the skin but never breaking it. Tender, as Ling Chén had wished. Meanwhile Yè Zimù let himself be led by a slightly smaller hand. Up, up, over well-formed muscles quivering under his touch and to small mounds.Ling Chén could feel how his flesh was squeezed, cupped in Yè Zimùs big hands. Thanks to his intensive training he had muscles there, giving the alpha at least something to work with. Still, the embarrassing feeling of wanting to be fondled there, on his chest, like a woman, like an omega was gnawing at him.“Don’t think, my treasure. I can feel you overthinking. Concentrate on us.”His partners deep and lustful voice broke through him, reaching him and eliciting a gasp as one of his nipples was pinched and rolled under a big thumb. Arousal pooled in him, between his legs, awakening the soft penis.Ling Chéns eyes closed, indignant. He may as well enjoy himself being serviced by this big dog.“Exactly like this.”, Yè Zimù mused before finding Ling Chéns lips for another kiss, rearranging them so he could sit between his partners legs and free him of his sweater and glasses.Their saliva mingled, their pheromones mixing with it and oozing from every pore. The room was filled with their entwined scents, dancing around each other.//No wonder Jiang Xiao knew about us immediately.//They both weren’t exactly fond of hiding their pheromones. At least not in their private lives. But Ling Chén never scented anything that wasn’t his, so the real culprit must have been this black-haired dog, rubbing himself anywhere on Ling Chén.In conclusion, thanks to Yè Zimù, they must have been very obvious.//At least we didn’t fuck until then.//Ling Chéns eyebrows sunk slightly, angling his face more to the side so he could suck on Yè Zimùs lower lip, beginning to also push the others shirt out of the way. He wanted to feel the body he had tried to damage so much, against his skin. Wanted to feel what he had to destroy with his own hands.Heavily breathing, his gaze fell upon hard abs, moving with every laboured breath and every move against skin. Yè Zimù let his mouth wander, again to Ling Chéns neck, sucking a red patch into tender flesh and humming against it.//Show off.//, Ling Chén thought and narrowed his eyes even further as the hardness of the hero came into sight. Even caged in jeans it looked impressive and the villain couldn’t help but fear for his back entrance.“I hope you have enough lubricant.”This was a sincere hope, because if not, this would be extremly painful. Still Ling Chén did not fear a challenge and cupped the heavy erection with his hands, stroking it gently, luring delicious groans out of Yè Zimùs mouth.“Of, hmmm, of course I do. I’m prepared hnngh!”On a particular hard squeeze Yè Zimù groaned, hips jerking into the teasing hand and eliciting a slight chuckle from Ling Chén.“Lemme just… gimme a second.”The words came slurred and a short peck followed. Right after, the hero moved to the side, to take out a nice and surprisingly big bottle, hidden in his bedside table. Ling Chén ogled it with mild curiosity, wondering as to how long it was already waiting to be used. Did Yè Zimù buy it in a store, going inside with his hulking form and buying the biggest thing he saw? Flushed face, stuttering and making the poor shop attendant nervous?The newspaper articles would have been everywhere if that really did happen, so that wasn’t it. Then he must’ve bought it online, searching through website after website with questionable articles. All for him, for Ling Chén.His erection twitched in his pants as the thoughts accumulated. Yè Zimù, the good dog he was, was already peppering him with attention again, nuzzling his neck and popping open the button of the blonds’ pants. Even at home Ling Chén liked to wear his tight clothes, liked to be dressed in stylish but minimalistic garments, complimenting his lithe form. But now his favourite dark blue dress pants with a nice red stripe on the right side were being crumpled by big hands. They pulled the fabric down, over Ling Chéns underwear, making it easier for his slightly leaking erection to push against the tight stretchy cloth.Yè Zimù chuckled at that, earning himself a growl from the older alpha. But that did not deter him in any way. Quite the opposite because he moved downward, taking the pants with him and kissing the tent, reverent.“Zimù”, Ling Chén gasped. Now he was the one moving his hips, instinct leading him to rut against the welcoming warmth.“I am happy, my treasure.”The calloused hand had reached Ling Chéns ankle, pulling the pants off completely while the hero’s mouth opened and his tongue enveloped the still clothed erections tip. Yè Zimù sucked on it, rolling the wet muscle over the leaking cockhead and grazed it with his front teeth. Instantly Ling Chéns hips shuddered and an unabashed groan left his throat.“What are you happy about?”, Ling Chén rasped right after, still trying to control his tone of voice, even though he could feel the lust and the want to dominate thrumming through his veins. Unsurprisingly his alpha instincts weren’t satisfied with licking. He wanted to grip the short black hair and ram his cock into that pliant mouth. A mouth promising him pleasure and love.“I am happy, that you’re wanting this as much as I want it.”Yè Zimù smiled, shortly stopping his ministrations and lifting his huge upper body, just to rake his eyes over Ling Chéns nearly bare form.The villain knew that his body was beautiful. Sadly, it wasn’t flawless anymore, littered with small scars telling the stories of his life and that was why being seen like this was uncomfortable. It was as if his nemesis could find in those scars, that which Ling Chén tried so desperately to hide.“I have never seen an Alpha more beautiful than you. I really can’t believe my luck in meeting you again.”Hot blood flowed into his ears, turning them red and his heart thumped stronger in his chest, little traitor.“I guess there were Omegas more beautiful than me then.”Ling Chén couldn’t help himself but strike again, lifting his upper body up and staring directly into dark brown eyes. His pheromones surged seemingly angry at the thought of his mate interacting with other possible candidates and as always, Ye Zimùs pheromones and the man himself rushed to cater to his partner’s needs.“No, no, nobody is more beautiful than you, my treasure. No Omega, no Beta, no human could ever compare.”Seeking forgiveness Yè Zimù let his head sink, enveloping Ling Chén in his arms, nuzzling his neck and also baring his for the older alpha to take claim. And Ling Chén did. He followed those instincts, putting his arms around his nemesis and licking over the pheromone gland before baring his fangs. In contrast to his partners carefulness, he didn’t care at all, he wanted to break and destroy and that he did.Sunkissed skin was pierced, blood coated the older alphas tongue while Yè Zimù hissed in pain.“My treasure, this is not a good idea.”Ling Chén could hear those words but the pure flow of pheromones coating his senses was too strong. He sucked harder, embracing the hero with his legs too and rubbing their arousal together.“Hmmpf.”, Yè Zimù gasped as his shaft grew in girth, awaking under the friction and pressure, until his already slightly loose jeans button popped open. This made it so much easier to get more of the reliving friction. Their bodies moved against each other frantically and while Yè Zimù groaned, pressing his hand over Ling Chéns lower back, Ling Chén moaned against the patch of skin he was still biting into.He could feel how they moved, could feel the sticky warmth of their body fluids being mixed through fabric. And he felt how his hole contracted, interested in feeling the monstrous cock in him, breaching his tight muscle and finding a place for itself there. The imagination coupled with his shaft being stimulated and the blood on his tongue led to him cumming right into his underwear, coating their stomachs with his spend. Ling Chéns whole body tensed as the release reached him and finally his mouth loosened up, letting go of his partner.Heavily breathing he kissed the bitemark, slowly licking away the left-over blood. He wondered though; how was he able to injure the hero? Even with his pheromone drunken mind, he still knew, that nothing could injure Yè Zimù now. Nothing was able to because he tried everything. So how come his teeth could break skin?“My treasure.”With a sudden call and turn in positions his mind came back to the current situation. Just in time to realize that he was now facing the mattress, with his ass up and in full display for his partner to see.“Zimù? What exact-hah!”The words got stuck in his throat and instead a gasp left his lips as he felt cold lubricant coating his insides. It flowed into him as if Yè Zimù was releasing himself in him.“This… is not… how you use… lubricant hmmm.”“We will need much, my treasure. So that I can fill you up to the brim.”“Hah!”“Does… Do my words turn you on?”He would rather die than admit that he loved it. Never would he say it, so Ling Chén only muffled his voice, ignoring his painfully hard shaft. He just came, how could it be erect again after those damned words?“Oh, they do! Do you love the thought of me, filling you up?”, Yè Zimù chuckled and finally pulling the small tip of the bottle out of Ling Chén. The blonde could feel how the liquid oozed out of his rim, slowly flowing down before something thicker pushed it back in again.“Even for my middle finger, your hole needs to stretch so much. I wish you could see it, my treasure. See how bravely it takes me in.”Ling Chén didn’t need to see it, he could feel it. How his body opened up for the prodding finger, lubricant easing the way in. The wish to be fucked was strong now, stronger than the wish to fuck. Maybe he should have offered his virginity sooner, just to feel the pleasure.“Do not call it brave if it can’t take at least four of your uselessly big fingers.”, Ling Chèn growled while pushing against the finger, trying to get it deeper. Behind him Yè Zimù seemed to swallow hard and in the next second his finger slid out, just to come back twice as thick. Pushing in were now two fingers and pushing between Ling Chéns legs was the freed form of Yè Zimùs truly heroic cock.//Uselessly big here too.//, Ling Chèn thought with a mewl on his lips and a hand reaching for his own rather big erection, enveloping both and pumping.Every back and forth of their bodies was accompanied by groans and moans and through this the pain of the stretch all but vanished.“Four, my treasure, you’re taking four now. Your walls are so soft, sucking on me as if they’ll never allow me to leave. Do you wish for that? Me staying inside you forever, my beautiful alpha?”“Fuck.”, was all Ling Chén could gasp out as he nearly came a second time, contracting around his partner and feeling how hot warmth splayed all over his stomach and hand. Surprised he looked down just to see how the bigger cocks tip splashed another whitish wave of semen onto their sheets. Some stray squirts even hitting his lips.“You’ll fill me up with that? I’ll get fucking pregnant!”, he said while licking the pheromone filled cum of his lips, not knowing what his words did to the younger alpha.A second later a warm weight came crushing down on him, nearly forcing him flat to the sheets.“Zimù-”, he wanted to reprimand but Yè Zimù was faster.“I’m rutting. I’m sorry, my treasure. Your words, they, they got me hard.”Hot breath filled his ear and a rough hand enveloped his.“I want to impregnate you. I know it isn’t possible, but you saying it made me so damn happy, I, I need to be inside you, I need to knot you. Please, my treasure, Ling Chèn, let me fill you properly.”Every word of his was highlighted with a sharp thrust, letting the thick girth slide against Ling Chéns slicked up entrance but never pushing in. And in Ling Chén, the anxiety spiked. His pheromones pushed against the overbearing ones of Yè Zimù. He did not expect a rut, a knotting, not for him, not for another alpha but he had underestimated Yè Zimùs horniness as it seemed.“Even if you knot me, I do not have a womb.”, he said trying to sound relaxed and convincing but stopping an alpha who was rutting was a useless endeavour.“Doesn’t matter, want to be inside you, get you heavy with my seed, please, please, please.”In that moment the cockhead caught onto Ling Chéns rim, opening it and forcing the muscle apart.“Ah, fuck.”, Ling Chén cursed, opening his legs wider.“Come, knot me… Alpha.”He would just concentrate on the linen. His linen, the linen he bought for this bed, for himself. His free hand clawed at them as Yè Zimù pushed inside, shoving his cock deeper and deeper. The soft sensation of crushing the bedding under his grip and the burning hot manhood carving a space for itself in his body were frying his brain. Ling Chén didn’t want to lose himself in this heavenly feeling of being filled. He could not give his whole heart, did not allow himself to give his whole heart but the thinned-out line of hate and love made it hard to not fall deeper.Yè Zimù was all around him, in him even and he grounded Ling Chén in their coupling, on their bed. The bigger body caged him in heat the villain never experienced until now and the pain of taking the thick shaft fully made him mewl.“You’re taking me so well, incredible. I can feel myself in you, can feel how I’m part of you now. Do you feel it too, my treasure?”“Hmmm.”, Ling Chén hummed, overwhelmed by the experience of being held by this man. Everything was Yè Zimù. He himself was a part of Yè Zimù, a part of his hot chest, a part of his breath and of his arousal.They were one.“Too deep, you’re reaching too deep, Zimù.”“Not deep enough yet.”Breathing out shakily, aroused by the thought of Yè Zimù reaching even deeper, Ling Chén pushed his hips back, pressing into their connection and with a slap his partner followed his lead. Skin slapped against skin and deep groans reverberated in both chests.Truly heavenly it was, to move with their loved one, to find stimulation in pushing and pulling.Slick sounds filled the room and the bed creaked with each thrust.Yè Zimù began to suck Ling Chéns neck again, pressing his fangs against hot skin, wanting to mark too. Not only scentmarking but putting claim with a matingbite, so that everyone would know who this alpha under him belonged to.Growling deeply, he began to press open mouthed kisses against Ling Chéns spine, gnawing in want and thrusting harder. It was obvious what he wanted to do and even though Ling Chén could barely think, he registered the spike of pheromones and the meaning of the growl. His own walls contracted around Yè Zimùs cock and a languid rumble left his throat, taunting his mate and challenge him. If Yè Zimù was able to make him cum, to knot him, the superior alpha, then he would allow the mating bite. Then he would be the pliant breedable partner the younger alpha wished for.Of course, his challenge was accepted with vigour and with one last lick Yè Zimùs mouth vanished as well as his hand. Both big hands landed on Ling Chéns sides, while his legs were pushed even farther apart. A warning growl resounded and a moment later Yè Zimùs hips snapped forward. His movements were hard but short, only ever leaving Ling Chéns insides for half a second and plunging in again. Like a puppet the older alpha bounced back and forth, manhandled and not even able to move himself. His own dick flopped uselessly against his stomach, against the moving bulge, spluttering precum anywhere.To his demise, this debauched behaviour this animalistic breeding filled him with glee. Ling Chén didn’t even know he could moan like that, like a bitch in heat, loving getting bred by her partner. He could only justify this with how accurate Yè Zimù stimulated his prostate. Since the prostate was a bundle of very sensitive nerves, it was only natural that he lost all his composure but still, how was it that he craved a deep kiss at this moment? How could it be that he wanted to feel Yè Zimùs hands on his chest again, fondling them as if they could leak any milk?“Will fill you, treasure, will paint your insides white, will make you my beautiful pregnant mate.”Mewling at his mates’ words, Ling Chén came nearly ripping the bedsheets while shoving himself against Yè Zimùs hard body. Simultaneously Yè Zimù bended over, pressing their upper bodies together and did what his alpha instincts told him to do. Bond.In the same manner as Ling Chén, he pushed through skin, drawing blood while his pulsating cock grew. The knot was forming, big and ready to plug his mate’s hole up. As he held onto the older alpha he pushed, pushed inside eliciting more delicious mewls and with a beautiful slick sound he slotted himself securely in the body of his beloved.Ling Chén felt so full and heavy already. His neck hurt, pain flooding his senses, pain he did not like at all. He wanted to buck up, to stop the pain of sharp teeth injuring him but as soon as the knot forced him open and a flood of searing hot cum was released the pain receded, instead making way for more pleasure.The villain felt content, secure in the hold of his nemesis and loved.His distending stomach was a sign of love, their connection was a sign of love and especially the bite showed him how loved he was. Even the slight rutting of the younger alpha was full of love, making Ling Chén hum in appreciation before they both fell to their sides, nuzzling each other like two cats in love.