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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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.

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Kusuriyuri moaned deeply, his body moving in time to Kurama's thrust, pleasure spiraling tighter and higher. His hands remained on Kurama's tail, his nails digging in a little as he encouraged his lover, to do what he could, when his hands wouldn't move, to bring Kurama to that height with him.

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Encouragement, nothing. It took no effort to get to that plateau of pleasure, to follow Kusuriyuri up that wild spiral and bring them both to gasping, shaking completion. Let it never be said, he thought, that 'married' couples didn't have fun.

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Kusuriyuri's hands slipped to Kurama's ass, holding it as he relaxed. When he could move, he caressed his lover's back. He was sure, knowing his lover, that wouldn't be the only 'fun' they would have.

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Despite himself (he still couldn't get past the silly doggishness of the action) his tail started to wag. "You're very good at convincing me to play, Koi."

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"Is that so?" Kusuriyuri asked. "This one was unaware that Itoshii required 'convincing' to wish to play." His hands continued their slow paths up and down Kurama's back, though.

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"Not really," he admitted, nuzzling Kusuriyuri's hair. "But you inspire it nonetheless."

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Kusuriyuri's hands moved to Kurama's shoulders, then down along his spine, brushing over his tail then to his ass again. "And, Itoshii is most single minded in his play," he teased.

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"I'm kind of predisposed to single-mindedness when you're concerned," said he, grinning. His hands followed the familiar path along Kusuriyuri's ribs, down stomach to thighs, touching like each inch was part of an intricate memory game.

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"Indeed," Kusuriyuri replied, his hands, caressing Kurama's ass a moment, then to his tail before sliding back up his spine. He drew his hands out, his nails caressing down Kurama's back lightly. "Is that so?" he said, his voice laced with pleasure.

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"You always ask like you don't know the answer," he mock-complained, his ears twitching down in a stupid, puppy-like way. "So very so, Koi."

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"Very so?" Kusuriyuri purred, dragging his nails back up Kurama's back. He drew his hands up into Kurama's hair, to his ears.

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"I could sing songs about it," he offered." They'd be terrible. You be the futon and I'll be the lapdog kind of thing."

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"This one believes action over songs," Kusuriyuri replied, adding a touch of energy to the tips of his fingers as his nails traced Kurama's ears.

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"Now who's the insatiable one," he teased, nipping a kiss to Kusuriyuri's ear in return. "I wouldn't complain just staying in with you all day, though."

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"Today, this one wishes to remain," Kusuriyuri replied, tilting his head so that Kurama could reach easier. "This is most pleasing," he sighed, his voice thick with pleasure.

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"Good," he purred, continuing his ministrations. "I'd be hard pressed to let you go still all banged up. More medicine should be administered."

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"Itoshii knows good medicine," Kusuriyuri sighed. "And knows well how to administer it." His hands worked to encourage Kurama in that application.

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It said good things for both their stamina that it took so little time to be coaxed again into arousal. In Kurama's opinion, having a lover as incorrigible (though quieter about it) than he was the greatest gift providence could have given. Kurama curled around his lover with intent, following Kusuriyuri's hands and willing for whatever his lover had in mind. He'd taken the lead last time, now it was Kusuriyuri's turn.

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Though he was sure what answer he'd received, Kusuriyuri asked, his hands tracing the lines of energy he could feel along Kurama's back. "Is there anything Itoshii desires?"

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"Whatever you're wanting," said Kurama, wanting to indulge his lover in whatever crossed his mind. "I'm all yours to have, Koi."

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"Baka na itoshii," Kusuriyuri murmured. He slid his leg along Kurama's hip, drawing his leg up over Kurama's hip. "This one will most enjoy Itoshii."

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"I should hope so," he chuckled. "I do try my best."

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Kusuriyuri brought his other leg up over Kurama's hip slowly, taking his time to slide it over his lover's skin. Mischief twinkled in his eye, though his tone was utterly solemn. "Does this one need a shot?" he asked.