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Tiberius' taut muscles grew somewhat relaxed as he felt it, the brush of Kuhn's tongue against the rough fur and scarring of his neck. The action made his blood warm and he relaxed into it, exhaling sharply as he felt the back of his skull buzz with an unknown tingle. Tiberius breathed him in, the felines scent one long since ingrained into his memory yet it never failed to surge his heart into an affectionate beat. Long had they passed the awkward stage of starting to be friends and they had bulldozed straight through obstacles that might have stood in their way, their place in each others lives one of strong loyalty.
Kuhn didn't remain silent, seemingly taking a moment before his baritone voice swept against Tiberius' fur and he felt his own breath hitch as he listened. He could agree with his words, Tiberius never having thought of a man in the way he had found himself thinking of Kuhn. Never had he found himself thinking anything of anyone until Olive and even after her, no woman could compare and he hadn't ever thought of anything more. Tiberius had assumed he was Olivesexual yet if he looked back, he supposed he might have seen the signs that had been there but he had been blind to.
He hadn't anticipated another specie, either, let alone it being a man. It didn't bother him, really, because Tiberius knew he saw Kuhn for more than a physical form. But... he supposed in a way, they had been starting to realise that each other did have a physical form and it was... igniting something.
But, for you...
Tiberius had asked. He had asked but he supposed he hadn't expected an answer. Or well -- expected the answer he got. Anything he had wanted and Kuhn would have allowed it. He swallowed, throat bobbing against the felines flesh as he let the words settle over him. "I..." he started, voice raspy. "I woulda let yer do anythin' yer wanted, too," had it been a different world and he hadn't the respect and love for Olive that he did. Even now, the titan was... was open to the way it could go in the future. Valeska's words echoed in his brain and he tried not to think on them too hard as he rubbed his cheek against Kuhn's body.
"If we... if we figure this shit out," the titan hedged lowly, with them, with Olive, with Valmua, "I... I ain't gunna stop next time." That took about all of his balls to admit and to say and he felt the way the heat clawed its way up his neck and his cheeks. "An' I ain't... gonna wan' yer ta stop, either," he wanted the lines to be clear and understood so that whatever confusion he may feel about them all would settle and they could... enjoy what their bonds were. Tiberius was tired of being confused. He knew that he loved and desired Olive, that he would kill for her, die for her, do anything on this Earth for her and that he thought her a goddess among mortals. Yet he also knew that he had love for Kuhn too, a loyalty that had yet been ripped down by life, that he was protective of him like he was Olive and that something about the man ignited his veins in a way that no one else did. Tiberius was possessive of Olive in a way that he knew he was the protector, that within his arms she was safe and loved. To him, when Kuhn had been holding him, he had felt the way he suspected Olive did when she was with him.
"Yer git m'love, Kuhn, m'loyalty an' yer git... yer git m'desire," that was okay to say, wasn't it? He would feed it all back to Olive later, this he knew, wanting her to never feel as if she was in the dark. Yet in this moment, he drew his tongue along Kuhn's neck as he settled, hoping that he hadn't made an arse of himself. ^^
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