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Ky tried not to focus on how attracted to Nym he was, but it proving difficult. Nym's fingers on his arm were warm and masculine. His face was flushed, bewildered blue eyes threatened to suck all of Ky's willpower. He swallowed, his throat suddenly dry. "Nym. Nym, Honey, I think... I think you're going into heat." It surprised Ky that Nym had never had a heat before and he was confused how pills could stop it. "Where... explain how you feel sick. Do you water? or to lie down? Does my touch bother you?" Ky didn't know how Nym would react to his first heat. Sometimes the senses were overstimulated and other times it was as if a carrier was in pain unless they were being touched. Ky brushed his thumbs over Nym's cheekbones.