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[Heizou shivers slightly at the drag of those fingers, reaching up to catch Lyney's hand and lace their fingers together. The interest is obvious in his eyes, as is the bright glint of curiosity. Fantasy fulfillment, hm? Well...]

Anything~? Are you sure about that?

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Why of course~ Who am I to deny the wishes of my dear, sweet detective? And on his birthday, no less?

[He happily laces their fingers together, and he moves forward to lightly kiss at the tip of Heizou's nose.]

So, tell me, mon coeur. What would you like to do tonight~?

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[His eyes flutter shut for a moment as Lyney plants that kiss to his nose, and he can't help but grin. Even as a faint flush spreads across his cheeks, nearly all the way out to his ears.]

Well... If you're up to it...

[Heizou seems almost bashful somehow, looking up at Lyney through his lashes and squeezing his fingers.]

I think I'd like it if... if you were to take charge tonight.

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[Lyney blinks in surprise at the request, before he lets out a husky chuckle, his own eyes lidding as a sultry smile spreads on his face.]

My my~ Are you sure you want little ol' me to take the reins tonight? You'd be okay with that?

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[That dark look, that smile, sends a pulse of arousal right down to Heizou's dick. He tries and fails to suppress the way he shivers slightly, making the plate shake a bit in his grip. They should probably put that down somewhere before Heizou drops it completely.]

Y-Yes. I'm very sure. Please?

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Hm~ Well, since you asked so nicely...

[Lyney shifts so he can move up on the bed, taking the plate of cake and setting it aside with one hand while gently pushing at Heizou's chest to guide him back against the bed with the other. The robe he is wearing shifts a bit, revealing the edge of some silky red material clinging to Lyney's form quite snugly.]

Don't worry, mon amour. I'll take such good care of you tonight~

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[All it takes is that shift in attitude to get Heizou's face flushing a deeper shade of red. Even the way Lyney pushes him back, as gentle as it is for the time being, has his heartrate picking up; Lyney can probably feel it pounding beneath the touch of his hand. And of course his eyes dart downward to catch the movement of fabric, glimpsing the treasure hiding beneath that robe.

Man alive. He loves this magician so much.]

Good~ Put me completely at your mercy~

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[The outfit, the movement, even the hint of lingerie hidden beneath the robe are all little signs of Lyney's carefully crafted experience for Heizou, of Lyney slipping into his element. He is nothing if not a skilled performer, adept at taking the centre stage and captivating an audience. And right now, he knows that Heizou will be a special kind of audience tonight, and he'll be damned if he doesn't give his dear magician a worthy show.]

Well now, aren't we trusting? Are you sure you're willing to give me complete control? That could be a dangerous thing, after all~

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[Heizou nods enthusiastically, reaching out to loop his arms around Lyney's neck and tug him closer. He wants Lyney's touch and Lyney's kisses and for Lyney to make Heizou feel helpless underneath him. He knows Lyney is stronger than he makes himself seem, and he wants to see some of that forcefulness in the bedroom.]

I trust you, amour. Please...

[Let Lyney Snezhevich come out to play tonight.]

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[Lyney Snezhevich doesn't come out to play much in the bedroom; that level of cold, calculating control that is reserved only for missions and dealing with the most unsavoury kinds. But now? Well, there's certainly a glint in Lyney's eye that is just as much dangerous as it is playful. The look of a cat who's just cornered a mouse.]

Very well. Then let me take care of you, and treat you oh so well tonight~

[He shifts forward to press a kiss to Heizou's lips, demanding and insistent. But he won't let it linger, pulling away quick while also keeping his hand on Heizou's chest; gentle, but firm enough to keep Heizou pinned.]

And if you do exactly as I say, then maybe I'll give you the pleasure of being taken apart~

[Oh, that's a tone that's playful, but hinting at oh so much more.]

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[He shivers bodily under that dangerous gaze, moans into the press of lips against his. It's over before he can even get a better hold on Lyney to keep him closer, and he whines softly when he tries to lean up and is met with the pressure of that hand. Heizou can only stare up at him, already feeling himself harden at that tone in his boyfriend's voice, at the enticing promise being made wordlessly.]

I-I'll be good. Tell me what I should do.

[Because Heizou will do absolutely anything for him right now. It might be his birthday, but the idea of being driven out of his own head by his beloved magician is the only gift he wants right now.]

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Well, first...

[Lyney grins, his hands gingerly sliding up Heizou's arms and trailing a path along them, before he gently yet firmly grips Heizou's wrists and tugs them down to free Lyney from Heizou's grasp.]

Let's come up with some rules first, yes~?

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[His arms fall away at the gentlest of those tugs, quickly becoming compliant as Lyney speaks more firmly, his tone demanding instead of the usual needy pleas. Heizou has to lick his lips in anticipation, eyes flicking between Lyney's mouth, the enticing view of his chest and stomach peeking through the robe, and the hungry glint in his eyes.]

What sorts of rules?

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Well, for starters... You know we both want to enjoy this evening, right? So you'll be a good boy and tell me if things are too much, yes~?

[As much as he is already planning how to take Heizou apart this evening, he also wants Heizou to feel like he can pull out and state his boundaries whenever he needs. Heizou's comfort is just as important as his pleasure to Lyney.]

You'll remember what your signal is to get my undivided attention, right?

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[Heizou nods vigorously, a soft whine in his throat. He knows the signal. Something that they decided on some time ago for if either of them ever went too far. They're a curious couple, after all. Heizou certainly doesn't take the fact that he's Lyney's first real partner for granted, and Lyney has taken plenty of Heizou's firsts as well.

Still. Heizou has never needed to use the signal before. And honestly he doesn't plan on starting tonight.]

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And you'll use it, right mon coeur?

[Lyney knows that Heizou knows it, knows that they've both come up with this little system to make sure neither of their boundaries were crossed. The only reason he's so insistent is because Heizou was for him, and it would do a disservice to his dear partner not to insist.]

Use your words, chérie. Will you let me know if you need my undivided attention?

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[He knows what Lyney's doing, and the rational part of his brain acknowledges that it's good. That this is exactly what Lyney should do, before either of them have a chance to lose the ability to think clearly. But the animalistic part of him, the one that is absolutely eating up the way the Lyney has him pinned to the bed and demanding obedience, just wants to get wrecked already.

It's with another whimper and a nod of his head that Heizou finally finds the words he needs, swallowing back the lump of anticipation in his throat.]

Yes. Yes, I'll tell you if it's too much.

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[There it is. Lyney hums and gently cradles the side of Heizou's face with his palm.]

Good boy~

[He purrs those words before moving in to place a warm, heated kiss to Heizou's lips. It lingers for a while, before he leans back a bit, his hand moving to Heizou's chest.]

Now, let's get these clothes off, shall we~?

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[He makes a happy yet almost desperate sound when Lyney cups his face, eagerly leaning into the touch of those warm hands like he's been craving that little affection this whole time. And he very nearly melts into that kiss, loving Lyney's insistence, the heat in his every action, every reminder that Heizou is not in control tonight.

It makes him shudder longingly.

When Lyney draws back he stares up at him through half-lidded eyes, nodding and arching up into the touch of his hand. So warm. Heizou needs it.]

Mmm... N-Need help?

[Not that his clothes today are all that complicated. And even if they were, Lyney is a practiced hand at undressing Heizou at this point. They both are.]

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Hmm~

[Lyney makes a show of thinking about his answer, tilting his head this way and that not unlike a predator toying his prey. After a brief pause, that sly grin turns a little bit more wicked.]

Well, since you're being such a good boy and offering...

[He leans back and settles over Heizou in such a way that his lower half oh so casually brushes against Heizou's, a taste of the grind he probably desires.]

Go ahead and take those off for me. And do feel free to put on a little show for me, hm~?

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[Heizou catches his lower lip in his teeth while he waits for Lyney to come to a decision, trying (and failing) to keep himself from squirming impatiently. With the offer on the table he now feels like his clothes are stifling, eager to strip or be stripped as soon as possible.

That tease gets him to groan loudly, head dropping back onto the mattress and eyes fluttering shut. That is what he wants, and he tries to buck his hips up for more. But that tone in Lyney's voice also somehow keeps him in place, and makes Heizou happy to stay in his role. He takes a quick shaky breath before reaching down to pull off his shirt, definitely taking a bit of extra time to show off his muscles and chest, letting Lyney enjoy the view and reveling in the way it feels to have his attention on him.]

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[Lyney lets out a pleased little hum as Heizou begins to pull his shirt off, and he shamelessly runs his eyes up and down those muscles on his chest and stomach.]

Look at you, such a pretty man~

[Lyney doesn't touch him, but the way he's sitting will make it so that if Heizou shifts too much, their hips will grind against each other. A little bit of torture and pleasure all in one.]

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[He can feel those eyes on him, a soft whine in his throat as he tosses the top somewhere far away to be forgotten about. He likes the way it feels, but he also craves the warmth of Lyney's hands and body. Which is why he keeps squirming under him, only to gasp and moan when their hips do end up grinding together as a result.]

A-Ah... Lyney...

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[Yes, good. Lyney likes seeing Heizou like this, squirming and needy for his attention. He rewards Heizou by trailing his fingers down Heizou's chest, letting the feather-light touch settle right on the hem of his pants.]

And what about these, hmm? Unless you intend to keep them on~?

[Now he's being a little shit, but not like Heizou can stop him.]

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[On some level he knows exactly what Lyney's doing, but Heizou just can't care when it's also such a turn on. It all makes him shiver slightly, body arching upward into the tease of the other's fingers, still whining for more.]

Can't... N-Not on my own.

[By which he means that he can't when Lyney is straddling him like this, but he also doesn't really want to do it himself. He likes where the magician's fingers have gone, making him flush out to his ears, and honestly it's kind of fun to let himself be completely helpless. To be entirely at his boyfriend's mercy.]

Help me out..?