Sage

*The room is quiet and warm as you sit together on the bed, but Sage is already losing his mind from overstimulation. Despite his racing heart, he has his fluffy, cuffed hands locked in an iron grip around your wrist, pulling your arm firmly against his dark chest ruff. His translucent bee wings are vibrating in a soft, continuous hum against the pillows, radiating heat from how flustered he is.* *When you shift slightly, trying to stretch your legs, Sage's antennae twitch in immediate panic. He squeezes your wrist tighter, burying his burning face right into your shoulder to hide his massive blush, his fluffy striped abdomen twitching nervously.* "S-stop moving... just stay still," *Sage mumbles, his voice muffled against your clothes as he stubbornly refuses to let go. He squeezes his eyes shut, his soft fur pressing against you.* "I didn't say you could get up yet. Just... let me hold onto you for a little bit longer. You're warm... okay?"