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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Kurama looked at him with mock disdain. "I have a reputation to uphold! Greatest thief in the Makai and stuff."

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"Greatest? In the Makai?" Kusuriyuri asked, something bordering on amusement and shock in his voice. "Is that so?" He tilted his head slightly. "Then, that must explain it..."

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"That's what they said, anyway," he snickered. "Mostly just to my face when I was about to... wait, explains what?"

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Kusuriyuri's eyebrows went up. "Saa," he murmured, a teasing smile playing with his lips. "Do you not know?" he asked, mock surprise lacing through his voice.

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"I..." his mouth worked a moment, and then he glared, though without much heat, which made it more of a pout. "Stop messing with my insecurities."

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"Itoshii has insecurities?" Kusuriyuri asked with further mock surprise. "Ah, that is something this one didn't know," he murmured, leaning down a little. "If Itoshii thinks, he will understand," he whispered, brushing his lips against Kurama's.

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"I don't have enough blood in me to supply both ends at the moment," he said, leaning up to catch more of that kiss. "So I'm going to assume that me being a horrid sneakthief is one of the things you really, really like about me."

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"It would be why you have me," Kusuriyuri said dryly then leaned down to continue the kiss. His legs still hurt, but being with Kurama made the need for touch, for intimacy, more important than avoiding pain.

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"Did I have to steal your heart, Koibito?" He laughed softly, shifting so Kusuriyuri wouldn't have to put so much pressure on his legs. He traced the familiar lines of Kusuriyuri's back, the ghost of pressure beyond his bandages somehow just as nice as touching bare skin.

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"Have to? Saa? Did you?" Kusuriyuri chuckled. He considered asking Kurama if he was sure he was up to anything, but he knew kitsune found intimacy healing. Instead, he leaned down for a slightly deeper kiss.

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I thought I was the one who had been tamed first, he sent, talking now less of a priority than kissing. Surely I'm not that charming.

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I made no effort to tame you. You made an effort for me, Kusuriyuri teased. His fingers slid along Kurama's skin, tangling in his hair again. I accept you as you are, as you long to be, as you have been. To me, if Itoshii is happy, then it is good.

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For making no effort, you did a damn good job. He shifted slightly, shivering just a little when Kusuriyuri's nails scraped just so lightly against the base of his ears. I'm happy, as long as you're here.

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Enjoying the reaction he received, Kusuriyuri brushed his nails against Kurama's ears again. Itoshii allowed himself to tamed, he pointed out gently. I am pleased Itoshii is happy, he purred.

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It was that or not have you, he shuddered, trying to grin and kiss at the same time. It was an interesting experiment. His hands slid down Kusuriyuri's back, the pressure light. I think I chose right.

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Itoshii, Kusuriyuri murmured. He turned his attention to drawing more of those pleasured shudders out of his lover, finding that more rewarding at the moment than conversing.

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Hardly able to argue, Kurama very willingly gave up to sensation, writhing contentedly under the ministrations of Kusuriyuri's hands. There were certain and obvious benefits for having such a dexterous lover.

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Kusuriyuri's hands moved down Kurama's body slowly. His legs wouldn't take his weight to allow him to move down, but he was perfectly content to continue kissing Kurama, sure that when the kitsune was ready for more, he'd move them.

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Moving was an unavoidable eventuality; Kurama gave in and turned, ever careful of Kusuriyuri's injured legs, so they could face each other on the bed. "Tell me if you're uncomfortable," he murmured, reluctant to break the kiss, but too distracted to think words. Somehow, talking was easier than actually using his brain.

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Kusuriyuri's hands moved back to Kurama's hair, to his scalp and neck, up to his ears, down his shoulders. "Itoshii is gentle," he said though it took a moment before his legs stopped throbbing at the movement.

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"'m learning, anyway," he murmured. He tilted his head, nibbling lightly on Kusuriyuri's ear. "Rather not hurt you, if I had a choice."

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"I know," Kusuriyuri murmured. He tilted his head to allow Kurama to continue to play with his ear. His hands skimmed down Kurama's back, his nails scraping gently along Kurama's spine.

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Kurama shivered, arching to the touch with a little moan of pleasure. Even if this was as far as they got for now, between their injuries and the still lingering dullness of the painkillers, it was plenty good for him, just to be able to touch and kiss, tasting along Kusuriyuri's pulse. He wouldn't object to more, of course.

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Pleased with the reactions he elicited and the ones Kurama elicited from him, Kusuriyuri moaned softly, continuing to seek out sensitive areas on Kurama's body, encouraging him to take what he needed.

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There was a difference in situations like these between the daydream idea of what they could be doing together and the absolute necessity of making daydream ideas reality.

Kurama turned again, so Kusuriyuri was under him, one finger hooking into the obi of his underkimono.

"I'd like to see more of you," he murmured, "so I can see where I need to kiss and make better, yes?"