I don't like being aggressive, and I don't like being away from you [ Basch admits quietly. ] And the pain. But...I don't mind the rest so much, not since I met you. Even the pain has decreased. [ The aggression too, but he hasn't noticed that.

Then his eyes widen as Olivine's forwardness, but he laughs, kissing him again. ]

I like you every way. But-- [ Even like this, he knows this request is...maybe silly, so he flushes. But he still asks. ] I could take you as a wolf. All fours, teeth at your neck, and afterwards hold you the way we sleep. [ His ears fold back, tail thumping slightly, waiting for approval or rejection. ]