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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[prettypendulum.livejournal.com]

"I like this one," he said, still holding the bottle. He read the label. It was nice to read Japanese rather than English.

[elegantsamurai.livejournal.com]

"Very well, my love," Yukimura said, bringing the shower head up and letting the water flow over Kuronue's hair, brushing it back from his face, moving close to be able to reach, letting the water also flow over Kuronue's back and wing joints.

[prettypendulum.livejournal.com]

He tipped his head back to help, almost purring a little happily. He'd let Yukimura was him all day if he could survive it without come out like a wrinkled old man.

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"I am pleased you enjoy this," Yukimura said, pleased at Kuronue's reaction and enjoying washing his lover, as well. "I think you'd make a very attractive wrinkled old man," he teased, slipping behind Kuronue so he could reach his lover's wings.

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Kuronue could only laugh at that, though he tried to keep himself quiet for the girls sake, but the thought of himself as an old man was just hilarious to him.

The laughter trailed off into soft sounds, however, since Yukimura's touch on his wings was nice and relaxing. Vaguely arousing too, but he wanted to have something to eat and drink before he thought about it any more.

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Pleased that he could make his lover laugh and feel good, Yukimura continued working on his wings, not trying to deliberately arouse Kuronue, but if it happened to feel good, why not? He moved in front of him again, taking some of the shampoo into his hands and working it through Kuronue's hair and using it to wash his body as well.

[prettypendulum.livejournal.com]

Humming happily, Kuronue tipped his head down so that it was less of a strain on Yukimura's arms to wash him. He was quite happy for the moment, setting aside the bottle and letting his hands trail down Yukimura's sides, washing him at the same time, only in a half-hearted manner.

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Yukimura continued down Kuronue's chest, his hands continuing down to clean and caress his cock, watching his lover's face, sure that the half-hearted cleaning would stop completely, or become more thorough in the same area.

[prettypendulum.livejournal.com]

He made a soft, interested sound, but pushed at Yukimura's hands lightly. Later, unless you want something now?

He had absolutely no qualms with getting on his knees and sucking him off right here, he just didn't feel like getting off himself for the moment. Such a thing was new and quite odd. Once, feeling so would have made him worry. Dogs went off their food before they died, after all. How was this any different?

But no, he was secure in the thought that he was just fulfilled from the night before. With Kusuriyuri, with Yukimura and the girls. He smiled, reached up to run a finger over Yukimura's forehead.

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Very well, Yukimura said softly. Just needed to make sure you were clean there, too, he added, moving his hands around Kuronue's hips to his ass, then wrapped his arms around Kuronue's waist and held him close, letting his cheek rest on his shoulder. I'm so glad that I can fulfill you, he said, his voice slightly awed. It feels... he trailed off, not able to find the right word to describe how he felt about knowing Kuronue was content and that he had a hand in it.

[prettypendulum.livejournal.com]

Kuronue chuckled and wrapped his arms around Yukimura, holding him close. Simply pleasures, apparently.

I think that you'll be able to a lot more these days, he said. I'm sorry it just took so long to get to this point.

[elegantsamurai.livejournal.com]

No need to apologize, he said, tightening his arms around Kuronue's waist. "I am pleased that it has arrived, that you are happy. That is more important," Yukimura added aloud. He pulled back just a little and moved one of his hands to Kuronue's cheek, drawing him down for a gentle kiss. "Let's rinse out the shampoo before it decides to run in your eyes," he teased gently, swiping some suds off of Kuronue's face.

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He tipped his head back, trying to somehow make himself a little shorter for Yukimura and not lose his balance. He didn't want the shampoo in his eyes, because it'd happened before and it stung like a bitch.

He was keen to give Yukimura the same treatment, but apparently there was more to be put in his hair first.

[elegantsamurai.livejournal.com]

"This conditioner stuff is because this shampoo is not as nice as what the peddler makes," Yukimura explained as he combed it through Kuronue's hair. "For some reason, without this, the hair feels coarse instead of soft," he added, massaging Kuronue's scalp a little and drawing up the ends of his hair to ensure all the hair was treated. He rinsed out Kuronue's hair again. "Maybe we should bring them some of what the peddler makes?" he asked, his voice amused as he ran his fingers through Kuronue's hair, following the flow of the water.

[prettypendulum.livejournal.com]

"I think they'd like that," he said, leaning back until the last of his hair was rinsed out. He tipped his head down once more after and smiled at Yukimura.

"Would you like me to do yours?" he asked, smiling lightly.

[elegantsamurai.livejournal.com]

"That would be wonderful," Yukimura said, smiling as well. "I do enjoy when you take care of my hair, of me," he added softly, tilting his chin a little. "When I feel your love like this," he whispered.

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Chuckling, Kuronue leant forward and kissed Yukimura's forehead, bent bent to pick up the shampoo, squeeze some into his fingers. It was more frothy than he was used to, and lathered well.

"This smells disgusting," he said suddenly, wrinkling his nose. "There's..." he looked at the label, "no mango about it. At the moment it's like a vat of chemicals slathered in honey to cover up the smell." It did ease, just at the moment this wasn't doing his nose any favours.

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Yukimura sniffed and frowned. "If you don't like it, you could rewash my hair when we get home," he offered, almost innocently. He kept his arms around Kuronue's waist, holding onto his lover while he worked. "I will try not to complain too much," he added, his tone almost wavering with amusement.

[prettypendulum.livejournal.com]

"Like it's such a chore," he teased back, grinning. Drawing Yukimura under the water, he tipped his head back and tried to keep the suds out of his eyes as he wash them out. "But yes, I think I will."

He was in a good mood, he wanted to do it for Yukimura.

[elegantsamurai.livejournal.com]

When his hair was rinsed, Yukimura looked at Kuronue, still managing to be mostly serious, though his eyes danced with mirth. "Good, because I wouldn't want to be unacceptable to you in any way."

[prettypendulum.livejournal.com]

Kuronue chuckled. "Only the best for my lover," he purred, picking up the conditioner and running it through Yukimura's hair gently, being sure to keep him from beneath the water as he did.

[elegantsamurai.livejournal.com]

Yukimura sighed, drawing Kuronue down a little as his lover worked, until their lips pressed together. The kiss was long, slow, because he needed to kiss his lover just then. "I demand the best," he whispered when their lips separated.

[prettypendulum.livejournal.com]

Humming in agreement through the kiss, Kuronue still kept his fingers working the more oily conditioner through Yukimura's hair, massaging lightly.

"Spoilt," he teased.

[elegantsamurai.livejournal.com]

"Indeed," Yukimura agreed, amusement in his voice. "Let's finish and sit in the bath for a while," he suggested, tilting his head a little as though to lean it against Kuronu's shoulder but not quite because he still had conditioner in his hair. "The girls will be up soon, if Mame-chan isn't already."

[prettypendulum.livejournal.com]

Kuronue made a small sounds, suspiciously like a coo, and pushed Yukimura's head back again. Gently he rinsed Yukimura's hair, running his hands through it to be sure all of the conditioner was gone.

After he tipped Yukimura's head up and kissed him lightly. "Alright."

He turned the tap off, he pushed at Yukimura lightly, urging him to the heated water with a bit of glee. A nice soak would be relaxing.