To that, Glacius only lets out a pleased--and most certainly heated--rumble, wasting no more time. Carlisle has had to endure despair and suffering for days, and if this is his opportunity to soothe that over and make it up to his partner, then the alien is all too pleased to do so. If release his what the clergyman desires, then it is release he will get--so thoroughly that he cannot think at all, let alone think of what he's had to endure in his partner's absence.

No more absence; now is the time for closeness, and the bulky alien moves to pursue that immediately. He snakes one powerful arm underneath Carlisle and uses that to roll the human over onto his front, the soft padding of the furs providing him plenty of cushioning to lay in. From there, the clergyman will feel the alien's hands embracing him eagerly; one slips its fingers under his various layers to caress his scars, and the other supports the human's chin so that his alien can graze the length of his neck with his mandible. As soon as he's in place, his front settled over his partner's back, Glacius emits a fierce bout of purring--apparently he has missed this as much as Carlisle.