[ That feels nice. Very nice. He makes a soft purring noise as he nuzzles Deuce in return, indulging in the sensation for about a minute until the realizes what he's doing.

His whole body tenses, hair frizzing up, as he forces himself a way. ]

Forgive me...I can't seem to –meow– control myself.

[ Oh, is that a dandelion? He immediately gets distracted again, crouching down and pawing at it. ]

...Any moment now, it will fade. I am certain of it. Meow. We just need to keep waiting it out.