Recovery (closed, Kusuriyuri/Kurama, likely NSFW)

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Hands charred, nasty gash on the chest, various wounds from fire and shrapnel littering his face and arms... Kurama certainly did not look like the epitome of health. He didn't feel like it either, but managed to not limp in view of anyone as he made his way to the rooms he and Kusuriyuri shared.

Even though he felt like he'd taken a stroll through the London Blitz, it wasn't his health he was concerned about. He could smell Kusuriyuri's blood thicker here, but he could also hear the cats, and Kusuriyuri speaking to them softly. With that small relief, he pushed the door open with his shoulder, sliding in and leaning against the door as it closed again with a little sigh.

"Koi," he said softly, keeping the rage at his old foe at bay until he could get the scope of the situation, "please tell me Karasu didn't actually blow your leg off."

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"But there is always something much more exciting than those things," he countered, pulling Kusu back into his arms. "Much better shared than solo."

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Kusuriyuri allowed himself to be pulled down again. "Is Itoshii able for such excitements?" he asked solemnly. "And, what is it he wishes to share?"

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"Like I said, when you heal me, I make sure to stay healed." He leaned in, nipping Kusuriyuri's ear. "But if you'd like me to prove that point, I'm more than willing to share all kinds of things."

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"And, yet, you will resist being healed," Kusuriyuri mused, his voice still solemn as he tilted his head enough to make it easier for Kurama to reach what he wanted.

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"I didn't say I'm not stubborn and stupid," he murmured, snuggling closer. No question to his willingness or ability now that there was nothing between them, like painkillers, stubbornness, or sleep.

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Kusuriyuri's fingers found their way into Kurama's hair. "Stubborn, yes, though Itoshii is more foolish than stupid," he said, his voice soft, arousal just beginning to color it.

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"Mmm, you're too kind to me," he insisted, his hands going to Kusuriyuri's thighs, drawing him close so they could twine together. "So kind, to a bad fox."

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"A foolish fox," Kusuriyuri countered, letting Kurama move his body anyway he wanted. His legs, though sore, didn't ache when they moved, so he lifted one over Kurama's hip. "A foolish fox that is mine," he murmured, his lips brushing over Kurama's neck.

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Kurama sighed, ultimately in pleasure and secondarily in amusement, running his hands along Kusuriyuri's legs with the touch of a connoisseur. "All yours," he confirmed. "Every piece."

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"And, this one is yours," Kusuriyuri murmured, pleasure beginning to fill his voice as his lips continued to brush Kurama's neck. "Every piece."

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His energy opened to Kusuriyuri, inviting him in immediately. "Even the little dark pieces," he murmured. "Those are yours too."

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"Such a greedy lover I have," Kusuriyuri murmured softly, his lips trailing up along Kurama's chin. He didn't deny him the request though, his energy flowing more easily now, opening to Kurama. "Greedy and generous," he whispered, his lips finding Kurama's.

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"And oh so very willing," he purred, their energies twining together just as their bodies did, physical and metaphysical in concert. "Unless you don't want the little dark parts."

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"This one is greedy," Kusuriyuri murmured, just before kissing Kurama. He wants all that is offered him, he added, needing to kiss more than he needed to speak aloud.

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I am completely okay with that, Kurama replied, focus now entirely on where he could make his hands go, and how kissing Kusuriyuri was the most comfortable thing in the universe.

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A smile tried to curve Kusuriyuri's lips though he was very busy using them. Itoshii will take all that is offered, as well? he managed to tease though the solemnness of his voice didn't quite reach the mental tone, which rippled with amusement.

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With no complaint or hesitation. He made sure both of Kusuriyuri's legs were wrapped around him, rocking his hips in a slow, teasing rhythm. One hand reached and fumbled for the bedside table, giving p the effort when rubbing against his lover was far more important.

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Kusuriyuri moaned into their kiss, giving up on words as pleasure became more dominant. One of his hands went to Kurama's ear, the other reaching down his lover's back until his nails were combing through the fur at the base of his tail. He rocked into Kurama's thrusts, unwilling to deny himself what he wanted, what they both wanted.

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Kurama shuddered, his hips jerked under Kusuriyuri's hand. He growled softly, pushing into his lover with a little more force, quivering with an overload of sensation.

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An unconscious answering growl filled Kusuriyuri's throat as his fingers continued to work. He could feel the pleasure Kurama felt, not only in the changes to his lover's strokes but also in the changes in the flow of his energy. He knew, though Kurama didn't often let him actually indulge in it, the kitsune very much loved having his tail stroked.

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Growling... why was growling so sexy when Kusuriyuri did it? Maybe because it was so rare to hear? Maybe because a lot of the things he did were sexy?

Thinking about it was too much effort. His body wanted control, was too invested in feeling Kusuriyuri around him, encouraging him to keep doing that thing with his tail because wow.

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Kusuriyuri's other hand came down to further aid his efforts in pleasing his lover, combing through his tail. This, though, made his need to kiss Kurama more difficult to fulfill, causing him to arch his back and lift his chin. He didn't want to give up either one, though. Kurama's reactions were far too enjoyable.

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He would have given a lot to have been about two feet shorter at that moment, bending and adjusting his weight so they could keep kiss, hands, and everything else where they should be. It was difficult, but oh so worth it.

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Itoshii, Kusuriyuri whined, a plea, a warning, needy, as pleasure threatened to overwhelm him. He wanted, needed Kurama, but to stop, to let go, to even think of getting more, was almost impossible to consider. If Kurama would be content to continue until they both came that way, so would he have, especially knowing that his lover was not likely to be content with just once, especially since he was feeling better.

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Body took over where brain failed, one hand wrapping around Kusuriyuri's erection as the other tangled in his hair, tempo shifting from erratic to slow, deliberate thrusts, all bent towards single-minded determination to make his lover come, to watch him be completely overtaken by pleasure.