"Well, if you're going to tempt me with a good time," he hums and nuzzles into her neck. There's nothing as relaxing as having his wings preened. There's a lot of trust inherent in that kind of contact, especially when ones feathers occasionally have eyes.

"It's a lot to ask," he jokes. "All this cuddling will ruin my reputation."

"Lots of little faux-fur mice and jingly balls, then?" Oh, this will be fun! Someone may have to rein in his enthusiasm for collecting toys for the kittens. "Maybe a falconer's lure when they start learning to fly."