( zhu qiyu contentedly curling up in the arms of his minister,fluffy tail swaying left and right to display his comfort. he nuzzled into yuqian’s torso,meowing again. )
( gently picks up, cradling the cat in the nook of his arm, and presses another light kiss to its head. a hand glides softly over its back. )
your majesty finally feels a little rounder. that's good.