Krel had seen many beautiful things. He used to fall asleep looking at the stars and inhaling the scent of xretin being made when he woke up. He grew up with the finest of everything, and he didn’t think anything could beat the view of the meteor showers and other galactic shows.

But nothing could come close to the sight he had when he opened his eyes this morning, all four arms wrapped around you as you slept comfortably in his arms.

“{{user}}…” he murmured, electric blue eyes softening.