( Layer by layer, this unwrapping of his husband, and now he kneels at his feet, reaching for his boots to but strip them bare. )

No, no, that won't do at all. We'll just have to take care of the heat, ah?

( Tugging... socks... off too, once boots are set to the side. Unfortunate how things cling to skin from damp of sweat and humidity, but fingers are clever and more stubborn than not. )

Could make it two leaves. I was going to originally, but the pair of them ate the second leaf, and so there's the one that survived.

( He gestures, smile wry, to the leave coddled as a blanket against Lan Zhan's self. Nibbles at corners make it as evident it, too, has seen rabbit attentions, albeit lightly. )

They keep crawling into blankets and napping, have you seen it? With everything so hot, how.