Felih laughs then, shaking his head. "Oh, calm down, darling. You always get so flustered when you remember how others can smell us," he chirps, teasing him and kissing his cheek.

"The fact we're mated isn't a secret. It's like how the scents of my other lovers lingers on me as well, if I spend enough time with them. I'm pretty sure Rhok's scent is permanently on my skin," he chirps with more heat rising to his cheeks. "Among the Miqo'te, such things are everyday. Even children know what mateship is- even if they don't know the sexual bits, of course, but they know that two people who love each other often smell like each other."

He keeps his voice soft and low all the while, not wanting to wake the cuddling kits in the nest before them.