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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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.

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While it didn't shatter the mood, the statement did make Kurama snort in a breath in deeply amused shock. He couldn't help himself and doubled up, shaking in laughter. how Kusuriyuri could be sexy and ridiculous at the same time... one hell of a talent.

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Kusuriyuri couldn't help but chuckle. He was pleased that he'd gotten Kurama to laugh. "Maybe this one is foolish, too?" he asked, his hands combing through Kurama's hair.

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"You're surprisingly good at it, Koibito," he snickered, snuggling close as the laughter subsided.

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"This one has had time to study one who is exceedingly good at it," he teased, his amusement still in his voice. "Though, Itoshii hasn't answered," he protested, rolling his hips slightly, using his feet around Kurama's waist to lift him a little.

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Lust always trumped humor, in this situation, and Kurama rose to the occasion (pun intended) with a grin. "I'll give you a shot all right," he said, his hands going to Kusuriyuri's thighs.

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As ever amused by how easy it was to distract Kurama, Kusuriyuri allowed his legs to be moved. His hands combed through Kurama's hair before trailing down Kurama's arms. "Please," he asked, lust answering in his voice.

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"As my Koibito wishes," he chuckled. He followed Kusuriyuri's motions, shifting so he was the one bearing weight. "You're not going to be the only one restocking supplies after this."

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"Itoshii speaks much," Kusuriyuri complained, his hands sliding back up Kurama's arms. He urged his lover closer, leaning up to kiss him. Please, he murmured, hunger laced through his voice.