A whole barrel of it ((Closed, Kusuriyuri/Kurama))

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Kurama was sure that one of the reasons he didn't like gods and tended to try and stay away from them was because, for some inexplicable reason, they liked to use him as a little cat-toy. Bat him around a little here, let him think he's free for a minute, then start chewing on his head for a while.

It's starting to get old, and the string of his patience has been growing short. He was sick of working in the greenhouses, bored of staying in his office or his room, and not yet intrigued enough to start really exploring the castle. What he wanted now was to be around someone calming.

Kusuriyuri, of course, was the calmest person he knew. Kurama also adored spending time with him, so it was in search of the Medicine Peddler he went, first deciding to check his office.

He paused at the door and knocked politely, in case any students were in or Kusuriyuri was busy.

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Kurama lingered in the kiss until they were both out of breath again, a wild grin pulling at his mouth when he pulled away. "Great minds do think alike," he purred, leaving a trail of soft kisses along Kusuriyuri's shoulder.

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Kusuriyuri shivered in pleasure. Just beyond him, just beyond what he could feel, he knew it was cold that ice was forming from the water that had fallen earlier. He couldn't feel it, though. He just knew Kurama's touch. He caressed Kurama's ear, encouraging him. "If this one's medicines will fit within Shirogitsune's quarters, this one would wish to reside with Shirogitsune," he whispered, answering Kurama's earlier question.

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"I'm sure we could find a way," it wasn't like he had much in the way of material possessions, anyway. And there was always magic at hand to help.

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"I am yours," Kusuriyuri whispered, closing his eyes, savoring the words.

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"I am yours," Kurama repeated, laying another soft kiss on his mouth, lingering until his breath gave out again, even after close enough to kiss again.

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"We are ours," Kusuriyuri agreed softly. He caressed Kurama's ears, his hair, kept him close.

The dawn found them still in the Mother's embrace, still in each other's embrace, still warm despite the frost.