Azwel

Carden can be convinced (sometimes quite easily) into being shameless, but he's not usually particularly forward. Even his flirting is usually more cerebral than physical. Azwel is very familiar with subtle (and not subtle) ways to rile Carden up and a hand on the small of his back is an excellent way of getting him to melt even when everything is normal, but that melting doesn't usually look like him arching with a heated purr clearly trying to get that touch lower, preferably right above his tail. It's technically probably not much different than a cat responding to scritches, but he's not a cat and the motion is much more suggestive and sexual, particularly coupled with a deep, rich purr.

"I feel fine," he answers back, "Good even. A little warm, yeah, but nothing bad." He rubs his face against Azwel and adds, "You smell good. You can keep touching my ears if you want to, it feels kind of good." He does actually realize that he's having a totally normal conversation while he's all but pushing his ass into Azwel's hand, but everything's still tumbling end over end so quickly in his head that that just isn't information that his mind has caught up on.