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Rudo lifts himself up from Follo’s neck and looks down at him.
His pupils are now dilated, his face relaxed. He tilts his head at Follo, simply looking at him with those feral eyes before the sound in his chest becomes more consistent, warmer, more pleasant.
Follo gasps in surprise as Rudo is finally lets out a strong, raspy purr before flopping right on top of him, chest meeting chest, stomach meeting stomach, fluffy hair tickling Follo’s cheek as he burrows his face in the crook of Follo’s neck. Rudo squirms a little, making happy little noises as his arms wrap around Follo’s torso underneath his coat before settling, now content on top of Follo’s body and taking in his warmth.
Follo stares up at the ceiling, eyes as wide as dinner plates and arms hovering over Rudo’s back, absolutely bewildered, before a hot red flush begins to take over his face and he begins to stutter.
“Huh?”
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Or, when Rudo is set off into a feral state and a sudden heat by a failed kidnap attempt and Follo has to take care of him.