[ eren releases his hold just as quickly when he feels (sees) the hug coming. his arms wrap around elliot and tighten into him, curl around him as if to truly protect him, from anything and everything. he can’t help the smile, neither can he help the laugh that comes when he’s asked to do what he just heard, but hearing his breathing and feeling his heart jump against his chest— how could he not?
so one of his hands give up the embrace to slink against his scalp and ears, and stroking down gently. his other arm maintains wrapped around him. ]
Like this?
[ not long after, eren’s hand stays where it is, nestled under fur and hair and right between his ears, but— his cheek presses into elliot’s forehead, his temple, his head wherever, and with it he rubs his face against him breathes to smell him like he usually does (that is not a tiger thing), once, twice. again, slowly each time.
with it, comes the soft drumming in his chest and into his throat. he’s purring. dear lord. ]
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so one of his hands give up the embrace to slink against his scalp and ears, and stroking down gently. his other arm maintains wrapped around him. ]
Like this?
[ not long after, eren’s hand stays where it is, nestled under fur and hair and right between his ears, but— his cheek presses into elliot’s forehead, his temple, his head wherever, and with it he rubs his face against him breathes to smell him like he usually does (that is not a tiger thing), once, twice. again, slowly each time.
with it, comes the soft drumming in his chest and into his throat. he’s purring. dear lord. ]