I am very Bryon and Lorsan pilled, if youâd be willing to write something for either or both it would be so wonderful đž have a great day ahead!!
S/O wants to Touch Lorson and Byronâs ears
BrysonÂ
You canât sneak up on him. Lorsan has tried, and failed, multiple times. It was surprisingly good practice for him.Â
He knows what youâre doing, and he will dodge out of the way, and you might see a cute slight smile on his face. Oddly enough, Elona wonât warn him, and instead just turns to look at you whenever you try to sneak up behind him. If youâre his romantic partner, Elona probably trusts you enough not to harm her friend. But even with the handicap, he still figures out where you are.Â
He compliments you on your efforts in a way that shows he absolutely knows what youâre trying to do.Â
The best way is to ask him. Heâll tilt his head, nods and kneels gracefully, like a knight.Â
His ears are rather downy, and your fingers sink into them, especially the tips, which are basically fur. They probably help with his hearing and his sensitivity to the wind.Â
Touching him, his shoulders drop slowly, and he leans towards you. He starts to rumble in a mix of a low groan andâŠpurring?Â
CAW!
Elona ruins the moment because now she wants pets too. Thankfully, her feathers are also very soft.Â
LorsanÂ
He hates being called bunny ears, but youâve seen him brush them meticulously during camp, and they look ridiculously soft.Â
If you stare at his ears, he will preen and tell you about his routine to keep them as soft and as perky as they are. Wandering around for 3 years has apparently done nothing to prevent him from taking proper care of his ears.Â
If you sneak up on him, or grab his ears while heâs talking to you, he squeaks and blushes. Itâs adorable.Â
With a pout, he pulls off your hands by their wrists and leans towards you.Â
âIf you wanted to touch them, just ask! And be gentle!âÂ
Lorsanâs ears are super soft, like velvet, and the pink areas are particularly sensitiveÂ
Dude basically melts under your ministrations. Curiously, you scratch the base a little, andâŠhis leg thumps.Â
Both of you stop. He blushes even more now and flees. He won't talk to anyone for the rest of the night.
Lyca tells you later, laughing hysterically, that leg thumping was something youâre supposed to grow out of by your teens.Â










