Silver tightened his arms around Gaura. It felt right to hold him, to savor the warmth of his body and the solid press of it against his own. Another happy sigh escapes him and he pulls away just enough to peer at Gaura. He's sure though the other man can't read his expression, that he can feel the adoration.

"Our food is going to get cold..." The words were uttered weakly, but they surely couldn't sleep with food in the room. It might draw pests!