Lexeo had a strange night last night. He slept and didn't sleep. Dreamt yet didn't dream. He woke up shortly after Eri entered the room. Yawning cutely and moved. He was hovering over Eri. "Hey handsome." He says. Nuzzling his neck and moves the studying material. Kissing Eri's lips lightly. Moving him so he was lightly pinned beneath him. Kissing him lovingly. He loved Eri in his own way. As much as any god can love a mortal. He pulls back and his hand moves down Eri's chest lightly. "You are so damn hot. I dreamt about you." he says in a husky yet loving voice. "I just want to hold and touch you. I don't understand either concept." His fingers dancing over, up and down Eri's chest. "You effect me so much for only being a mortal. He kisses him lightly again. Peppering him with lingering kisses. Pulling away. "You aren't feeling well. I heard you coughing. I think you might be getting sick." He checks Eri's forehead. "Yeah...you are running a low grade fever." He pulls himself up. Looking down at Eri. "You need to rest for a few days. Otherwise you might end up with pneumonia. I don't want you risking your life." He purrs out lightly.