[ a profound sigh comes free as claude lifts him in order to be able to slip the cotton gown over his head and dainty wrists. and, again, little hands curl around claude's neck as the demon picks him up to undo the quilt and sheets, before tucking the boy into place.

watching claude take his shoes off, he can't help smiling, both in relief and gratitude and a thread of amusement. ] They're not so bad, though, because Claude gave them to me, [ he shares wearily, as the butler slips under covers with him. immediately, alois rolls onto his side and curls up against him. ]

You can stay as long as you like. I love it when you're close. Dreams get softer.

[ he shifts, sinks, presses his face into claude's jacket. ] Are you content? You're happy, aren't you? That'd be best; if right now, especially, you were really satisfied. If your stomach ached less, or whatever it is that aches when your lot hungers.