MILOVE

"R-Ramses," Yuri whispers, squirming against Ramses.

"Hm?" Ramses hummed in question as his lips expertly peppered kisses on Yuri's chin, down his neck.

"I need to sleep," Yuri mumbles in a drowsy voice, moaning softly in between his words.

"Are you okay?" Ramses raised his head swiftly to look Yuri in the eyes with worry written all over his face.

"Tired," Yuri mumbled with a yawn, then rubbed his eyes with his curled fists.

"Mine," Ramses growled out, pressing Yuri more firmly against him in a possessive manner, he could never get enough of Yuri's cuteness.

A soft whimper escapes Yuri's lips as he nuzzles closer to Ramses, purring at the absolute comfort Ramses' arms bring him.

"Rest, mate," Ramses whispers against the shell of Yuri's ear, earning a shiver from the latter.

"Night night, Ramses." Yuri sleepily mumbles with his eyes closed.

Ramses chuckles at his mate's adorable act, then whispers back; "Rest, Milove."