Journey into Recovery ((Sock, RP, Kusuriyuri, Yukimura, Kuronue))

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What god-modding there is has been approved. Topic and action likely to wander to NSFW areas and possibly triggery.

It had taken him longer to recover than he expected, but Kusuriyuri had finally convinced Kurama that he was well enough to return to his office for the day. He had almost had to threaten his lover with wards to make Kurama go to the greenhouses. He was just finishing preparing to leave when there was a soft knock at the door. Frowning at the wards that thought about identifying the presence as Kuronue but wouldn't commit, Kusuriyuri opened the door, not surprised the knocker was Yukimura, though he was surprised to see the samurai.

"I am sorry to bother you so early," Yukimura said, bowing. "As well as at your home, but I have something I wish to speak with you about in private."

Kusuriyuri tilted his head and looked at Yukimura. A contented exhaustion overlayed a deeper sense of concern. He returned the bow and stepped back. "Please, come in. Good morning." He wondered how long Yukimura had been waiting to be sure Kurama had left for the day.

Yukimura smiled as he walked past the peddler, stepping out of his shoes easily before entering the main portion of the house. "Good morning and thank you for your indulgence."

Kusuriyuri led Yukimura to the living room and gestured for him to take a seat. He watched while the samurai knelt between the couch and the table. Kusuriyuri knelt opposite him and waited.

Boukensha crawled into Kusuriyuri's lap and Belophoebe sniffed at Yukimura before hopping up on the couch behind his head, turning to deliberately ignore him except for her tail that draped over his shoulder.

Yukimura reached up and brushed her tail, causing ti to twitch and then settle again on his shoulder. "First, I want to thank you for everything you have done for us, Kuronue and myself. Words only are not enough."

"You have done much for us, as well," Kusuriyuri murmured. He knew that Yukimura's relationship with Kurama and Kuronue helped the fox in many ways.

A smile crossed Yukimura's lips. "I also know that we are far more in your debt." He reached up and caressed Bel's tail, amusement in his features as her tail flicked around his neck, lingering, before settling on his shoulder again. His expression sobered as his hand settled in his lap. "And I am here to place myself more in your debt."

While it was expected, Kusuriyuri's eyebrow went up. "This one does not consider you in his debt," he said formally. "As to your request, this one is a medicine peddler."

"True, but as to whether what I ask is within your trade..." Yukimura protested, his hand coming up to caress Bel's tail again.

"Ease your mind, then, and make your request," Kusuriyuri suggested after watching Yukimura pet the cat's tail a long moment.

Sighing, Yukimura said, "It is a difficult thing, but Kuronue did agree to this." He looked at Kusuriyuri. "Kuronue is still having nightmares. He doesn't always recognize me when I try to soothe or wake him. While he has only snarled at me in his sleep, this is a newer development and I would not care to see it become worse."

Kusuriyuri bowed to Yukimura. "This is a difficult thing," he murmured.

Nodding, Yukimura continued, "And, neither of us is used to asking for help. But, I do not wish to have you obliged, either. I remember that thing Apos threw at you."

"Once this one's body accepted it, it has ceased to be a problem." Nor would it be one in the future with Apos trapped in the sinning tree.

"That is good to hear. I would not want you to come to permanent harm." There was genuine relief in the samurai's voice.

"What is it that you would ask of this one?" Kusuriyuri asked. "What you have said does sound as though it would be within the scope of a medicine peddler."

"It is more complex than that," Yukimura said carefully. "To allow himself to be open enough, he needs more than I am able to give him."

Kusuriyuri frowned slightly. "More?"

"Yes," Yukimura nodded. "Violence and sex are very closely tied in his mind. I tend to be more gentle unless he provokes me, and even then, I am not as harsh as he desires sometimes. But, when he receives such treatment, his mind is more open."

"Is that so?" Kusuriyuri murmured. "That may be why Akabane affected him so deeply."

A wry expression crossed Yukimura's face, his eyes hardening. "Perhaps, but we both would like him to reach a level of peace rather than just burying his heart again. I would rather he healed."

The image of Ro impinged on Kusuriyuri's mind. He'd kept his distance but he had seen how very weak and injured that part of Kuronue's mind had been. "Healing cannot be forced," he said carefully.

"I know. I also am aware that things between us may change. I also know that things may become worse before they improve." Yukimura held up his hand. "I trust and respect your judgement, both in regard to whether you'll accept and what you tell Kurama. If you will not, there will be nothing more spoken of this."

Kusuriyuri was silent a long moment, stroking Boukensha as he thought. "I would speak with Kuronue alone first," he said slowly. While he understood why Yukimura approached him—things between him and Kuronue were still somewhat awkward despite the recent changes in their relationship—he needed to know this was truly what Kuronue wanted, that he was prepared.

"Of course," Yukimura said. His eyes went unfocused for a moment and he rose. "He will be here soon," he said, bowing. "Thank you."

Kusuriyuri rose before returning the bow. "It is what is done," he said as Yukimura walked to the hall.

"By some," Yukimura said, turning as he stepped into his shoes. "Those who are indeed worthy of regard," he added with a bow, stepping out of the door.

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Kuronue shuddered, and his eyes fell heavy. He shook his head though. "Not--not yet," he murmured against Yukimura's skin, slid up slowly, hands moving to either side of Yukimura's head. He kissed up Yukimura's chest, nipping at his collarbone and shoulder lightly before mouthing at his neck, grinding down against him again. He had to arch a little to bring their cocks in line with each other, and even then he found his lips at Yukimura's temple, kissing while he moaned lightly.

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Whimpering in acknowledgement, Yukimura's hands moved down Kuronue's sides to hold his lover as he moved up. He held his lover's hips, rocking up into them, turning his head to the side to allow his lover full access to his neck. He lifted his chin, seeking out his lover's lips even though he had to stretch for them.

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Kissing Yukimura, leaning on an elbow, he let a hand wander down to his neck, his hair. Love you so much, he thought, not consciously, but the thought became him and he it. As deep as he Kissed Yukimura it still didn't seem enough. He wanted more, he wanted to be inside him.

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Love you, flowed through Yukimura's being on a moan, answering Kuronue's thought, echoing through everything he was. He returned the kiss, one of his hands sliding up Kuronue's side to his shoulder. His legs shifted, wrapping around his lover's body, opening himself.

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Moving back down again meant they could kiss easier, and Kuronue was almost overjoyed by the fact. Ever wonderful, the room of requirement supplied him with a vial of lube which he poured over his cock. Most slide straight off and dripped down to the mat, making things far more slippery than he would have liked. He didn't--couldn't--stop kissing Yukimura for it though, nor for when he rocked his hips against Yukimura until his cock found its own way in.

And then he could only sigh and gasp, never once stopping, keeping himself moving.

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Yukimura shivered as the lube dripped off his body on its way to the mat. How could anything be that cold against his body? The discomfort was quickly forgotten, though as Kuronue's cock pressed against his body. He moaned into their kiss, the sound becoming deeper in his chest, more fulfilled, when his lover pressed into his body. And the kisses, the wonderful kisses that were his life's blood in that moment, continued, his hand sliding from Kuronue's shoulder into his hair to encourage him to continue, though he knew his lover needed them as much as he did.

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The sounds. They made his mind reel.

Utterly captivated by the way Yukimura moved, felt, against and around him, the way he held him close and loved him...

Keeping his deep, slow movements, Kuronue almost felt overwhelmed. In the back of his mind a mantra started, talking of love and loss and how he'd never leave and eventually turned into gibberish nothings as his body bowed under the pleasure and intensity of it all.

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Yukimura's mind was already beyond words. He held Kuronue's hair, his other hand on his ass, keeping his lover close. While he had made love to others, this was the first time someone had made love to him and everything in him was intent on experiencing everything he could. His hips moved with Kuronue's, gasps and moans as his lover slid into and out of him filling the spaces between kisses.

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Were he in his right mind, that little bit of information would have surprised Kuronue, as it was he could only acknowledge the thought while he licked and nipped at Yukimura's lips in the brief moments he paused for air. Eventually, though he enjoyed the slow start, his body began to demand more and Kuronue couldn't deny himself that. Though he kept the same pace, he pulled out almost all the way, until he thought he'd have to pause to slide himself back in, and snapped his hips forward hard. He wanted to hit that place inside Yukimura that would make him more than just moan and gasp.

He wanted to feel it like Yukimura felt it, and he wanted to share it with him in his arms like this.

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The first stroke like that made Yukimura still, trembling on the edge. The second drew a scream of pleasure from his throat even as he tried to continue kissing Kuronue. That he couldn't do both at the same time was something that didn't even cross his mind. He had to, or at least had to try.

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Panting, Kuronue groaned against Yukimura's lips and realising that kissing wasn't something they could do competently for the moment, and that his eyes didn't quite want to do anything other than remain closed, he rubbed his cheek against Yukimura's and moved down to his throat. Mouthing blindly at Yukimura's neck, eyebrows drawing down at the sounds Yukimura made, Kuronue groaned along with him.

So good, so good. Close and warm and cared for. He'd cried before, yes, like a little girl after her first time, and he felt like doing so against because, goddamned it. He loved Yukimura so much it hurt, and this, being like this was...was everything he'd ever wanted. Dreamed about.

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Yukimura's awareness only managed to go as far as how close he and Kuronue were. He was aware of his lover's body, of where their bodies connected, of the feeling of them being together, but of the sounds he made and anything else, his attentions could not extend that far; his mind was too overwhelmed to even try. Pleasure and love piled on top of each other until they were all to him. He whimpered between screams of pleasure, sobbing in need, tears probably falling from the corners of his eyes, though he was completely unaware of it.

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It was good. It was wonderful. But it could only ever be brief.

Sucking at Yukimura's neck, almost whimpering himself, Kuronue let himself speed up, searching for the end. Needing to come, wanting to come, to share it with Yukimura, was all he was.

Wings shaking and muscles twitching, he urged Yukimura silently, Come with me, because he could feel the wall rising and everything pulling tight.

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He couldn't have not come with Kuronue if he tried, but being asked made Yukimura more aware of the growing need in his own body. Please, he whimpered, his mouth making obscene sounds as his own orgasm drew close and threatened to drown him.

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Come with me, he repeated, unsure if the words were his own or Yukimura's whose body was whose. Let it... Blinding, little warning shocks passed through him and he choked against Yukimura's neck, shaking. Wash over you...

Then he was coming, or maybe it was Yukimura. He couldn't tell. Didn't want to. Just held on and let his body move on its own.

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A scream filled the room, echoing off the walls, so filled with pleasure and need and love one could imagine the walls weeping for want. Yukimura completely lost track of the physical, washed away in pleasure, as his body writhed and bucked under Kuronue's. To say he came would be an understatement.

He drifted, his mind tangled in Kuronue's, a long time before he was aware of his body again, aware of his sobbing gasps for air and the way he clung to his lover.

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The room span for a while and Kuronue held onto Yukimura like he could keep him grounded. And he did. Unsure of when he'd collapsed onto Yukimura, he remained there panting into his neck. He made a small weary sound. His whole body felt like leather.

When he felt like he could move he pushed Yukimura's hair back from his forehead and smiled. First time? he asked, amused and proud and endeared.

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Opening his eyes at Kuronue's touch, Yukimura nodded mutely. Like that, yeah, he said a moment later, when he could find his voice. He still couldn't quite make his body move, though. He just wanted to be with Kuronue for a while longer before that. Thank you, he whispered.

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All Kuronue could manage was a hum and another smile as his fingers rubbed lightly against Yukimura's scalp. I believe the correct response would be: it is what is done, he said, mimicking Kusuriyuri and closing his eyes.

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Quoting the peddler, now? Yukimura asked, amusement in his voice though he sounded more than hakf asleep. His hands relaxed againt Kuronue's body as he drifted off,

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"Mmm..."

Kuronue ran his fingers through Yukimura's hair for a while, dimly noting that, at some point, the room of requirement had turned the wrestling ring into an Eastern bedroom, complete with open shoji screens and zen garden. There was a soft breeze.

Smiling gently, he let himself fall asleep as well, confident that Yukimura would push him off if he got too heavy.

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Yukimura woke slowly. Sunlight was just beginning to filter into the room. Sunlight? He frowned a little, turning toward the source. He couldn't remember moving and he knew his room didn't have doors like that. Had he returned to his home? No, the weight on him and the still-there feeling of their bond let him know Kuronue was with him. Blearily, he remember that they were in the room of requirement and figured it must have changed. He sighed, watching the ginko trees light up with the sun as he held his lover a little tighter, yawning as he did. He couldn't remember feeling so rested.

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"Nh..." Kuronue woke soon after, groaning at the over-abundance of light. "Bats are nocturnal," he grumbled, shifting to bury his face in Yukimura's neck a little more, hiding from the sun as it rose.

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"You're out during the day quite often," Yukimura teased, caressing Kuronue's back. "Did you sleep well?" he asked, his fingers finding Kuronue's hair and playing with it.

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"I live in the dungeon of a castle though. I don't usually have to deal with the sun screaming at me first thing in the morning," he complained, then took a deep breath and sighed. He stretched a little.

"Mh, I did." He lifted his head a little and squinted at the side of Yukimura's head. "Did you?"