[Helix had been fighting sleep for the last few nights but this one would prove to be too much. He was out cold and unaware of the Trickster sneaking in to slip him out of bed and into another. Somewhere in his sleeping state he noted the closeness and warmth nearby. Instinct had him shifting closer, pressing in against Chane's back and wrapping his arm tightly around her to pull her in close.
Somewhere in his dreamy mind he wasn't imagining such a thinner, feminine form. He was clinging to someone much more masculine and familiar.
He nuzzled lightly against her spine, silvery-white down brushing her shoulder as he turned his head to get comfortable, burrowing his face against her skin affectionately. He made a small, pleased hum at the feel of someone there in his arms, but the tension... the scent... It was unfamiliar and slowly stirred his senses. His hand shifted just enough, fingers searching for the heartbeat when his palm came in contact with something else...
Something soft... squishy. He palmed the fleshy mound, groping curiously, brow furrowing in his sleepy confusion. What... what is...?]