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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.
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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Date: 2011-08-24 01:11 pm (UTC)Then, he heard the sounds of Mame-chan coming and it seemed to set off a wave of girls crying out. He cried out, arching into Kuronue's body, letting himself come, his sound swallowed and returned by the girl at his mouth.
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Date: 2011-08-24 01:35 pm (UTC)He woke a beat later, opening his eyes blearily, and noted that most of the girls were laying in various states of dress, cuddling or slumped while they caught their breath. Kuronue shifted, humming in pure delight when he realised the girl was Kanae, and Mamechiho was beside her, laying half in her lap, watching them with amusement, something else he couldn't quite quantify.
He felt Yukimura's come seep from his ass as he squirmed, feeling full and content for the moment. He reached out to run his hand along Kanae's breast, Mamechiho's cheek, Yukimura's side. He looked over to his mate, curious, ever-loving.
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Date: 2011-08-25 12:37 am (UTC)"Yes," she purred. "But, you're not leaving yet, are you?" she asked, placing a hand on Kuronue's lap.
"No, not yet. We do have some time to linger," he replied, sighing as he spoke.
I am pleased for you, he said to Kuronue, referring to his lover's feeling of an unknown fantasy being fulfilled. I am pleased you feel loved, wanted, desired, because you are, he added. His hands were still caught between girls' legs and he didn't feel like moving them yet as the girls were still content to linger where they were.
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Date: 2011-08-25 08:55 am (UTC)"Oh?" She looked up at him, somehow still managing to be demure with her simple yukata pulled down and aside.
He pressed a finger to her lips, watched what remained of her lipstick smudge. "Later," he promised.
He tipped forward, wings pulling in so he didn't knock any of the girls out, and brought himself down to Yukimura. "Thank you," he whispered when their lips where a mere hair's breadth apart. What would I do without you to support me? Even in a situation like this, Yukimura was helping him, healing him. He kissed Yukimura, kissed him with nothing but soft adoration and love. It was slow, and deep, more emotional than focused on the carnality of what had just passed what was to come.
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Date: 2011-08-25 11:29 am (UTC)He made a small sound, almost a sigh, melting against Yukimura. Yukimura who was the only person who could ever give him this. Who he loved dearly.
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Date: 2011-08-25 12:02 pm (UTC)He reached up, combed his hands through Yukimura's hair, pushing it back from his face, while he kissed him, slowing the kiss even further. Just gentle, coaxing touches of his tongue and lips. His cock was half hard laying against Yukimura's belly, thinking about becoming interested, and yet he hardly paid attention to it. It wasn't about his cock, it was about how he felt.
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Date: 2011-08-25 12:32 pm (UTC)He rose a little, up until Yukimura slipped from him and faintly he was aware of the girls cooing over it, he felt wet heat slide up his thigh, licking up Yukimura's come. He lowered himself again, until they were even, equals, both a side of the same coin. Like this he could press down against Yukimura and they could share sensations together.
He matched Yukimura with each and every sentiment, letting him know that he too was loved, and while Kuronue was still raw, needed those words like praise from a parent, Kuronue knew that Yukimura deserved it too, was owed it. He gave it freely, without hesitation, encouraged it.
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Date: 2011-08-27 10:44 am (UTC)Propping himself up on an arm, Kuronue's free hand touched whatever he could of his lover, returning his kiss happily.
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Date: 2011-08-27 11:01 am (UTC)There were sounds, the girls squealing softly or moaning as they watched, possibly touching themselves again, but all that mattered, all that was completely real in Yukimura's world was Kuronue.
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Date: 2011-08-27 11:20 am (UTC)He radiated love for Yukimura, even in the midst of all of this, the girls around them he was only existing for Yukimura.
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Date: 2011-08-27 01:22 pm (UTC)He bit at Yukimura's lips lightly and, almost sobbing, nudged Yukimura's head back so he could seal his lips over his mark. Though the transition was quick as he could make it, it still seemed too long, and he sucked at the marked flesh hungrily, rolling his hips with a little more vigour and reaffirmation as he ran his teeth along the sensitive skin, bit lightly.
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Date: 2011-08-27 01:35 pm (UTC)And the touch to his mark along with his wings sent Kuronue drifting, knowing that it would end very soon with it being this intense, this close. Yukimura felt good around him, in his arms beneath him, curled around him. He never wanted to let him go.
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