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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Somehow, Kusuriyuri found Kurama's mouth and kissed him, completing the flow of energy through his body, giving it a full path, making it that much stronger. He could feel it coursing through Kurama's body, through his. It moved him in a rhythm more primal than anything, more pleasurable than anything, intensifying the flow of energy until it sang around them.

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Everything was bright, blinding color and light, pleasure and warmth to spite the chill that was in the air just beyond them. Kurama groaned into Kusuriyuri's mouth, thrusting into him even as he tried and failed to hold back and prolong the feeling, much like the storm they had witnessed.

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Kusuriyuri threw his head back, a sound between a laugh and howl rising from his throat as the energy reached a frantic peak and then snapped. He collapsed, boneless in Kurama's arms, struggling to remember how to breathe, his body trembling. When he had enough breath, he whispered Kurama's true name again, turning his head to press his eyes into Kurama's neck.

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The light faded from blinding to little points of brightness, and he shuddered through pleasure and exhaustion. Still intoxicated, now with weariness and satisfaction, Kurama relaxed, stroking Kusuriyuri's hair and tracing his fingers over the golden markings that covered his body.

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Kusuriyuri sighed, contented, complete. When he could move again, he slid his fingers up so he could caress Kurama's ears again. "So much life," he panted. "So much energy. So much love." He kissed Kurama's neck gently.

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Kurama made a noise that could have been his version of a purr, grinning again.
"It grows, lover," his hands lifted Kusuriyuri's chin so he could look him in the eyes. "It grows well and strong."

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An answering grin curved Kusuriyuri's lips. "That is so," he answered before laughing again. "It is good," he sighed, the smile still on his lips and in his eyes. He leaned forward and kissed Kurama. "Much more than I could have asked for," he whispered.

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"I'll keep your hands full," he chuckled, tracing the designs underneath Kusuriyuri's eyes. The energy had settled down to a gentle hum between them, and the branches of the Mother Tree around them shielded the wind and the chill, taking any urgency to leave for home and setting it well away.

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"And I shall keep yours full, as well," Kusuriyuri more hummed than said. His own hands were tracing Kurama's shoulders and chest, his eyes closing as Kurama traced his markings. He still felt intoxicated, but it was settling into a consuming warmth, a need for gentle touches, slow exploration.

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"Mm, I look forward to it." he traced the markings down Kusuriyuri's face, neck, and arms, bringing up his hands so he could kiss where the patterns ended on Kusuriyuri's knuckles. "You wouldn't, you know, want to curl up in a cozy dark room and hibernate with me all winter, would you?" He grinned, half joking.

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Kusuriyuri leaned forward, his head coming to rest on Kurama's shoulder. "At night, that would be most pleasant. During the day, however, I still have duties to attend to, Kurama," he sighed. He thought a moment and then sat back up. "Shirogitsune wishes this one to share quarters with him?" he asked, surprised, though he didn't know why.

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"I prefer being near you than away," though he had meant it as a little joke - foxes don't hibernate - the sentiment was the same. Kusuriyuri's surprised made him grin, though. "Of course I would want to share with you, if it meant not having to compromise your work."

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Kusuriyuri considered a moment. "I will still have my office," he said slowly. "It is more the space to prepare plants, to teach deshi how to prepare medicines. I would not want that in my office." It also took up about half of his room in Ravenclaw.

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"Holding divinations in greenhouses would be right out," he sighed. "It was a thought. But still," he shifted so he could renew the embrace, resting his cheek on Kusuriyuri's shoulder, "I do like being near you."

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"Baka na kitsune. Classes are held in classrooms. It is the medicines that are of concern." Though the words were a reprimand, they were gently delivered, Kusuriyuri's fingers seeking Kurama's ears again.

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"I was trying to be funny," he sniffed, and his ears twitched from the attention. He grinned, still giddy and intoxicated. He wriggled, looking up at Kusuriyuri playfully. "Still... Sure you wouldn't want to just take an extended vacation?"

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Kusuriyuri flicked an eyebrow at Kurama. "So that we may remain embraced without having to worry of commitments?" he asked solemnly. He leaned forward and kissed Kurama, letting his answer be known in that rather than actually answering him verbally.

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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.