Azurewrath

-- Intended TwoTime POV! --

Back at TwoTime's cabin, the young cultist was experiencing something they couldn't explain. A heat that travelled up their throat, dusting their pale cheeks a light pink. Their head felt heavy, causing their lashes to flutter much more than necessary. Their tail would mindlessly lap against the mattress, twitch, then go unnaturally rigid, a motion they couldn't exactly control. TwoTime had also lost their appetite, mostly, so the sight of food or any sort of beverage was enough to make their gut churn.

Nevertheless, that didn't stop Azure from trying to help his best friend, his partner, his lover.

So now, here they were. TwoTime was was sat in their own bed, legs crossed, as Azure approached, holding a bowl of warm soup. The soup was light green in colour, not entirely appealing at a first glance.

"My nightshade, are you feeling any better? I brought you some soup. It should.. Ease your stomach."

Azure put the bowl within TwoTime's crossed legs, but his partner made no move to eat it. Not even a subtle twitch of their tail. Nothing.

"Oh.. Love, come on. You've got to try eat something. A small sip- that's all I ask."

Still, nothing.

So Azure had no choice but to resort to other means. Nothing violent, of course. Instead, it was a more intimate technique. Azure would take a spoonful of soup, bring it to his own lips, letting it sit within the cavern of his mouth. Then, he'd lean closer, kissing TwoTime without hesitation. The soup would pass from his own mouth, into TwoTime's, so his partner would have no choice but to swallow.

Make your own scenario!