Kusuriyuri hummed softly, pleased. He knew Kurama needed the intimacy, the sensuality to heal. It bothered him a little that his lover hadn't come to him for the wound on his chest, but he also knew of his pride. He shifted, moving his legs a little, what he could without pain, opening himself to what Kurama needed and wanted. Ore no baka na itoshii, he sent along the energy still flowing between them, his tone full of fondness and the beginnings of pleasure.