#but it's still vague and mostly caretaking so I'm leaving it here

[blackberry-nightingale]

thigh kisses, your choosing 👁️👁️

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Today was a bad day. It was very rare that Mibium called in sick to work, and even rarer for it to be for mental health reasons. But he'd had a really vivid nightmare last night, so bad he woke up shouting, scaring Dayzel next to him. And he just couldn't shake it from his mind.

Dayzel, of course, was worried. He kept looking at Mibium like he was some kind of wounded animal and it only served to worsen his mood. But that didn't stop Dayzel from trying to cheer him up. He even went out to the grocery store to pick up ingredients to make Mibium's favorite dessert. Mibium could appreciate the effort, but felt guilty for worrying his husband so much. He slumped back in his chair and groaned. He was able to take care of himself for so long... Why was it now so difficult?

He sighed and rubbed his thumb over the inside of his thigh. Rubbed over his mark. His thoughts drifted back and he lost touch with the here and now.

"-ibium? You there?" Dayzel's voice came from the doorway, pulling him back to reality.

"Hm? What?" He tensed and looked back as Dayzel stood in the doorway, holding a plate of dessert.

"I asked how long you've been in here with the lights off. I've been busy for quite a while and haven't seen you this whole time." Dayzel walked over, placing the plate on the desk next to Mibium.

"I um... I lost track of time. I-I don't know. Sorry." Mibium's face pinked in embarrassment.

Dayzel frowned. "No need to apologize dear I'm just-" then he noticed where Mibium's hand was, and his frown deepened, "-worried..."

Mibium gave a half-hearted smile and uncomfortably moved his hand. "You- you don't have to. I'm... I'll be fine."

Dayzel sighed, "I know you will. But right now you're not." He thought for a moment before kneeling down between Mibium's legs. He took a few breaths himself, clearly trying not to drift back as well, but reached a hand out to gently touch Mibium's legs and reached down to kiss his thigh.

Mibium tensed, "Dazzle, I love you but I'm really not in the mood right now."

Dayzel nodded, "I know. I'm not - I'm not trying to initiate anything." He gave another kiss. "I'm just -" he took another breath, "- trying to show you you aren't his anymore. Your body is yours. And it's beautiful, and loveable just as is." He kissed over Mibium's mark deliberately.

Mibium seemed to hesitate.

Dayzel paused, worried he'd pushed too far. "Do you want me to stop?"

Mibium paused, thinking it over, before shaking his head. "No-no you can keep going." He tried to relax his shoulders a bit and let his legs slip open a little further.

Dayzel smiled up at him, and it was genuine and earnest. He nodded and began peppering both of his thighs with lots of little kisses.