When the first rays of sunlight graced the beast folk village with their presence, Ramiel was already awake. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't do it. Someone's tail or ears would stick up his nose whenever he closed his eyes. Who would have thought that the object of his secret desires would disturb his blissful and beloved sleep...
" And I thought Asme's horns were problematic. " - Ramiel wheezed a little nervously. He recalled the unpleasant beginnings of their relationship when he could hardly rest.
Asme was quite possessive at night and often slept on him, causing the former hunter to wake up with a sharp horn near his face. The horned beauty had unwittingly almost poked out his eye a couple of times. But he got used to it or rather learned to avoid Asme's horns in his sleep. It cost him some effort and ingenuity, but it was worth it...
Ramiel rubbed his sleepy eyes and stroked Vitia's head to kill time. At least his morning was more pleasant that way.
