The scent of fear never really left Lumi. Though the scent of his arousal was far stronger at the moment, it was always there, an acrid undertone to the much more pleasant scent. Chance would be lying if he said the scent of Lumi's need hadn't aroused his interest- and was beginning to arouse few other things-, but that note of fear kept this from being really enjoyable on his end.

Nonetheless Lumi clearly needed it, so he held him and stroked him, gently nuzzling against one velvet-furred ear as Lumi buried his face in his shirt, his hips grinding on Chance's leg with frantic little thrusts until he came with a shudder and a soft gasp, sagging slightly against Chance in relief. "Glad I could help," he murmured in response to Lumi's thanks, still gently stroking his back. "But seems like you need a little more yet. C'mon back to my bed. More comfortable than standing."

He didn't really like to leave a job half finished, and Lumi must have been every bit as frustrated as he'd thought to need a second round outside of heat. Still it was best to keep Lumi's bed as a space that was all his own, a safe place to retreat to if need be. Their single beds were, as the name implied, not really meant for two, but were sturdy enough to support them both, and given the activity he had in mind, the snug fit for the two of them would be more of a boon than a hinderance.