Day cruising (Open RP, Great Hall)

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Realizing that it had been more than long enough since he explored the particular acoustics of the Great Hall, Kurama had grabbed up his guitar and made his way from the greenhouses to the many-purposed hall Not to be left behind, his imperialistic cat followed at his heels, sniffing at passers-by in a queenly manner. Finding a seat at one of the massive windows, he began to tune and re-tune the sadly neglected instrument, playing snatches of songs as they came to him, or as people passed.

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He wholeheartedly agreed with the love of touch, and folded his arms around Kusuriyuri, bending to meet for the requested kiss. His arms crossed over each other, one coming to rest splayed on Kusuriyuri's back, the other sliding up to tangle around all that lovely hair.

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Kusuriyuri enjoyed the kiss until it, too, threatened to consume them both. He moved back, slowly again, reluctantly breaking their kiss. "Please," he whispered, "allow this one the pleasure of caring for you."

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Dancing that little line between 'just enough' and 'too much' was nearly as good as giving in entirely, so Kurama curbed his excitement and bowed. "I would be most honored," he replied, speaking old speak to convey just how much of an honor it was.

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Kusuriyuri hid his smile in a returned bow, leading Kurama by the hand into the bathroom. "Please," he murmured, gesturing to the low bench they used for cleaning before enjoying the comfort and pleasures of the bath. While Kurama sat, he gathered his soaps and preparations for clensing, setting them within easy reach before kneeling behind Kurama. This time, he would start with the kitsune's tail before washing his hair.

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Kurama sat, drawing up one leg to rest his chin on his knee. He grinned in delight when Kusuriyuri started with his tail, but had to focus a large amount of willpower to keep it from wagging. It felt so good to be cared for like this, and even better knowing that soon he'd have the chance to return the favor.

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Kusuriyuri could feel Kurama's enjoyment of the attention, not only through the flow of their energy, but also through the excited twitching of his tail. He worked his fingers through Kurama's fur, gently untangling it as he cleaned it. He worked in the herbal concoction he used on his own hair along the length of Kurama's tail before rinsing it off. He leaned forward for the water, brushing a kiss along Kurama's shoulders before he leaned back to rinse the tail, chasing it more often than not with the water. It amused, him though, that Kurama's tail spoke the truth, regardless of the kitsune's desire for it to.

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He tried too keep his tail under control - at the very least to not let the damn thing go wild and risk giving Kusuriyuri a wet whap in the face, and managed enough not o send water flying everywhere... but just barely. His grin turned embarrassed and he buried his face in the crook of his arm to keep from laughing. He was rather sure he wouldn't be able to keep it under much control once Kusuriyuri got anywhere near his ears, but he'd cross that bridge when he got there.

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Once the cleanser was completely rinsed out, Kusuriyuri rose, and gathered Kurama's hair between his hands. He bent and kissed Kurama's neck, standing so that his tail went between his legs. "Itoshii is charming," he murmured, knowing that Kurama would find this assessment as embarrassing as he found his own tail, but it was true. He dampened Kurama's hair and began working the cleanser in from the ends, taking his time before reaching Kurama's scalp. There, he worked gently yet firmly, careful around Kurama's ears, though he did clean them.

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"Being foolish is charming?" He asked, turning his head a little so he could see Kusuriyuri. Another protest was on his lips but died as soon as Kusuriyuri's fingers started on his scalp. a deep sigh of contentment escaped him and he leaned into Kusuriyuri's hands, his tail twitching furiously.

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Kusuriyuri chuckled softly. "Being so honest is charming," he murmured, not sure if Kurama was still paying attention to his words or not. "Allowing this one to see you thus," he murmured, softer still as continued, taking his time to be sure that every strand of hair on Kurama's head was clean. He worked up his ears, carefully massaging them between his thumb and forefinger. The thwapping against his legs just further served as point to his reasoning.

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"I don't mind it if it's you," he said, though it came out as mostly a distracted mumble. Ah, that felt so good. He leaned so his back was against Kusuriyuri's chest, absolutely relaxed.

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Kusuriyuri looked down at Kurama and smiled softly. He was pleased with his effect on Kurama. He continued working, not willing to disturb his lover just yet. His hands worked down Kurama's neck to his shoulders, massaging gently, and then to his chest, murmuring softly as he did, nonsense sounds mostly, half-sung, the same sounds he made when planting.

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More of this and Kurama wouldn't have the chance to reciprocate... ah, decisions, decisions.

He covered one of Kusuriyuri's hands with his own, the other raising to tug gently at a lock of hair. "Shall it be your turn now, or did you have something else in mind?"

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"If you will allow this one to rinse you first," Kusuriyuri murmured, following the prodding to kiss Kurama gently on the lips. "And, if you are sure you are content with what I have done. I am willing to wash all of you," he said, leaning down to kiss Kurama again.

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"I think the rest would be more fun as a team effort, don't you?" A slightly lecherous smirk tugged the corner of his mouth. Truthfully, it was that he enjoyed touching just as much as he enjoyed the attention Kusuriyuri was giving him, and wanted to make sure the pleasure was shared equally. Not that he would say so... he still wanted to keep a little of his image, after all.

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"A team effort?" Kusuriyuri asked. He knew full well that Kurama enjoyed using his hands and touching whenever possible. "Then, where shall this one sit?" he asked solemnly. "There is only one stool."

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"This one has very long legs," he pointed out, stretching said legs to emphasize. "Perhaps as good as a seat."

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Kusuriyuri smiled softly. "That is so," he murmured. "We shall have to see." He slipped around so that he was in front of Kurama, stepping over his lap so one leg was on each side. He lowered himself, his hands on Kurama's shoulders. Raising an eyebrow, he said, "It is a passable seat."

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"A humble seat, honored by such a lovely presence," he replied, his tail twitching now in amusement mingled with pleasure. "Does my love approve?"

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Kusuriyuri raised an eyebrow. "Humble?" he asked incredulously. He didn't wait for an answer, but reached for the water and began rinsing Kurama's hair out, starting from the ends. "Itoshii has not been observed to be truly humble," he said solemnly, teasing his lover as he worked.

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Kurama lowered his eyes, his expression changing expertly from one of barely-concealed enjoyment to chaste humility. "This one wishes only to please," he said, voice mimicking the low politeness of a concubine.

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Kusuriyuri looked at Kurama quizzically and then tapped him on the nose. He said nothing, just returned to rinsing out Kurama's hair, working carefully over his scalp to keep the water out of his lover's ears.

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Kurama squeezed his eyes shut and stuck out his tongue a little, instantly regretting it when the soap - or whatever it was Kusuriyuri was using - got into his mouth. He coughed and made a disgusted face, wrinkling his nose. "God, it smells so good and tastes so foul."

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Kusuriyuri offered Kurama the water. "It is not to be eaten, Itoshii," he murmured. "Ore no baka na Itoshii."

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He took a sip, enough to rinse the taste out of his mouth, and made another face. "That was not the intended effect," he mumbled, talking through his teeth until the last of the stuff was gone.