Water

Taiyō's eyes drooped, he could hardly make out the proper outlines of these two girls. They were surprisingly strong to be carrying him so easily.

Taiyō fell in and out of consciousness, waking up hours later in his very own fur pelt bed and covered in bandages. He was running a high fever, but already he could feel the familiar coldness of his mate's wet tentacles rubbing around his feverish body. Wherever wasn't bandaged of course, being covered in her slimey residue.

"....water..."

He croaked out, acutely aware of how dry his throat had become.