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[Heizou's happy to let him talk, happy to just listen as he describes events from back home. Sure that odd discomfort is still sitting there in his chest for some reason that he can't (or doesn't want to?) think about, but... Lyney's cheerful voice helps to soothe him. It's with a smile that he lets his head rest on the magician's shoulder, eyes still on his face like he's memorizing every detail of it, tracking every nuance in his voice.

Just in case.

Which is why that tiny pause doesn't go unnoticed. Heizou can fill in the gap a little, knowing that the "misunderstanding" Lyney can't talk about goes there. For once he wishes he wasn't so curious by nature, because he almost - almost - tries to poke into that again. Another day. It'll have to wait until another day.]

...I remember your weakness to spicy food. [From when it was mentioned that time they'd drank with Kaveh, at least.] So what's your favorite dish? If you tell me I'll do my best to make it for you~

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[And while Heizou is taking in Lyney, Lyney does his best to take in all of Heizou. His concerned look, his soft smile, the gentle attention he's feeding Lyney... admittedly, he doesn't think he remembered Heizou very well when he went back home. He didn't really remember anything of this world when he went back. And that thought frightens him a bit; how memories can be tampered with and changed so. And with the method Father used to "execute" the wayward members of the House so fresh in his mind, a fear takes root in his heart; of not remembering those he's befriended here, not remembering those he now shared a special connection with. It's frightening, to say the least... and it's something he isn't sure he's ready to talk about yet.]

[So unbeknownst to Lyney, he follows Heizou's lead. He chooses to focus on the here and now, on talking about lighter things, like spicy food. Things that don't make his chest tighten with fear and make his heart feel like crumbling.]

My favourite dish..? Well, truthfully, I'm a fan of fish dishes. Any kind, really... oh, but I tend to stay away from fried dishes. Our performances require that Lynette and I have matching physiques, so we have to avoid eating any oily food. That's not a huge problem for me, but it can be tough for my sister; she's much more prone to eating that which smells delicious, and the fried fish they sell tends to have quite the delectable aroma...

[He lets out a wistful sigh.]

I suppose a little bit here and there doesn't hurt, but still... did you know Lynette will eat three desserts in one day if you're not keeping an eye on her?

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[His smile grows, even brightens a little bit, at the mention of fried food.]

Aww, but fried food is the best! How about this- We can fry up some fish together sometime and you can cheat with me a little between performances. What do you think?

And if you feel like you need to work it off a little afterward, well... [He gives Lyney a playful wink.] I believe I can help with that~

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[A spark lights in Lyney's eye, and he lets out a small chuckle.]

Oh? Heizou, are you bribing me with scandalous acts to get me to break my diet? I didn't think you'd be so dastardly!

[Of course, his shock is all overly-elaborated.]

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Man alive, whatever do you mean, my dearest magician~?

[His tone is all sing song and playful, and he's absolutely feigning innocence at the moment.]

I had no idea jogging and sparring could be considered scandalous~

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[DID HE JUST--]

[Lyney blinks, before he laughs out loud.]

Oh Heizou, my dear detective, you are absolutely a menace!

[He lightly pushes at Heizou, but winces as the movement aggravates one of his burns.]

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[That reaction makes Heizou beam and he rolls back a little when he's pushed-- But that wince catches his attention. His smile drops a bit in concern, so he reaches out to take Lyney's hand again.]

Easy there... We should probably have you spending the day resting and recovering, just in case.

[He presses a little kiss to Lyney's fingers, and he winks again.]

I suppose scandalous jogging can wait~

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[Lyney lets out a shaky breath as he settles, the stinging pain ebbing away after a moment. He smiles gratefully to Heizou, but it morphs to a playful smirk.]

I'm afraid it'll have to, you fiend. Please go easy on me, will you?

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[He gasps in mock offense at being called a fiend, eyes still shining playfully.]

My goodness, that's not a very nice thing to call someone who's just trying to look out for you~

[Heizou plants a few more light little kisses to Lyney's fingers-- then trails a few more down along his wrist and forearm.]

But since you said "please", I guess I could be forgiving and consider it.

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[Oh, Heizou's being a tease, isn't he? Well, two can play at that game. So Lyney chuckles, before leaning in a bit, batting his eye as he lets out a pleased little purr.]

You're so kind, mon coeur. What could I do to convince you further?

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[He does like the sound of that purr. It makes him giggle a bit, leaning in a little as well and freeing up a hand so he can tuck some of Lyney's hair behind his ear.]

Mmm, I'm sure you could think of something. You're creative enough~

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[Lyney leans a bit into that hand in his hair, a low chuckle escaping him.]

Well, I could always--!

[He moved to lean in, but ow, that's a burn. He winces, pausing where he is. If only he didn't have these injuries...]

[But then, that gives him an idea. He looks to Heizou, quickly banishing the pained look for a sultry one.]

It seems I may not be able to be as... active with all these injuries. If only there were someone to kiss them all better...

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[Heizou's not even surprised to see him wince like that. It just makes his expression soften, chuckling a little as he leans in the rest of the way to give him a tiny, quick kiss.]

Lay down for me. I'll take real good care of you today~

[He'll even help Lyney lie down if he needs it, the touch of his hands soft and careful-- almost reverent, in a way.]

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[He lets Heizou lay him down, leaning back into the covers carefully. He smiles up at Heizou, and the care he offers him.]

Of course. If it's you, mon coeur, I know I'm in good hands~

[He tries to strike something of a pose... or at least as much of a pose as he can lying down and also sporting burn injuries.]

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[Something about the trust in Lyney's smile makes Heizou's heart jump. More than the sultry pose he assumes, more than the simple fact that he's laying under him mostly bare. It brings color to Heizou's cheeks and prompts him to lean in for another slow kiss, sliding his hands gently up and down his sides, tracing over the bandages with great care.]

Missed you...

[The words are murmured, soft and affectionate against Lyney's lips before he claims them again for more of those kisses. It's not nearly as heated or desperate or needy as most of their hookups tend to be, though. It's still full of want and desire, but there's also something... something a little like longing behind it all.]

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[Lyney's so used to their nights of passion being heated, rough, and messy, that this slower approach feels... almost more intimate. Though despite the kiss being slower and gentler, Lyney can feel a different kind of desperation in it. Something more than their hungry, devouring kisses can provide. And there's no hiding the way his body shudders as careful hands slide up his sides.]

So glad to be back...

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[He does like the feel of that shudder, and with a smile and one last tiny kiss to Lyney's lips, Heizou shifts down a little. Trails more tiny, gentle kisses all over his skin. Careful and affectionate and soft, every single time. And when he finds them he just softly presses his lips over the bandaged areas, as if that'll somehow help them heal.

Just the way Lyney requested.]

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[It's funny, how Heizou had the ability to flay him open, make him writhe and beg and plead, manhandle him and force him right out of his own mind with heat and need and desire. How readily Lyney expected it whenever they met up for their nightly couplings together. He could handle pain, he could handle things being rough. But this gentle reverence, this soft attention? It has Lyney's pulse quickening, makes his breath become a little shaky despite not doing much intensity. He can feel his face heat up, and before he can think he begins speaking.]

Y-You don't have to be too gentle if you don't want to. I'm not fragile, you know~

[He says it as a tease, but... Heizou may be able to hear a quiver of anticipation underneath it. A desire for this new softness that he may not be willing to admit out loud yet.]

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[His eyes flit upward to meet Lyney's, right in the middle of planting another one of those sweet kisses to the center of a bandage. That new desire behind Lyney's words doesn't go unnoticed, and there's something about the blush on his face and the look in his eyes that makes butterflies dance in Heizou's stomach. It's funny how much this has even Heizou shivering with pleasure, despite how different it is. Hard and rough and messy and desperate is how they've always liked it, but this is...

No time to think too hard about that right now. He's busy.]

I want to.

[He lets his hands caress over Lyney's skin, dipping the tips of his fingers into every indent, tracing each line and cord of muscle. Like he's determined to memorize Lyney in ways he hasn't already, seeking out dimples and freckles and scars for him to kiss and worship.]

You're so beautiful, Lyney.

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[This is... something completely new between the two of them. It makes him shiver in an unexpected way, somehow more intense than their rougher, messier style. A soft whine slips unbidden from his throat as Heizou takes his time to run his fingers over his body, pepper him with kisses, and all but worship his battered and bruised body.]

H-Heizou...

[They've hardly done anything, but the gentle praise is clearly affecting him. Not that the way he's growing harder by the moment doesn't announce that so brazenly to Heizou.]

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[Lyney already sounds so wrecked, and it makes Heizou glance back up to get another good look at him. This really is... intense in a whole new way. Heizou's being so exceedingly gentle and yet it's turning the magician into putty under his hands. Leaving himself vulnerable and open in a way he hasn't been before, and there's some new level of trust in there that makes Heizou feel so warm.

It makes him smile against the expanse of Lyney's stomach, right as he teasingly kisses a spot just above his navel.]

Feeling good, baby?

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[Lyney lets out a whimper at the question, looking away as his face grows even more red. But the way he looks isn't just one of heat and desire; though, there's plenty of that given how Heizou practically worships his body, peppering it with kisses and gentle touches. But there's also a touch of what looks like shame, or even guilt; as if somehow, he isn't worthy of such praise. How the sweet names and soft voice is meant for someone other than him, and he's just stealing it from someone else.]

[Rather than reply, Lyney brings a hand up to his mouth, trying to both stifle his moans and hide his face.]

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[He presses a few more soft kisses low on Lyney's stomach, fully intending to move further south in just a moment. But when he looks up again and sees Lyney covering his mouth, he has to change his plans. One last kiss to a bandage, and then Heizou's crawling back up the magician's body, gently pulling that hand away so he can twine their fingers together instead.]

It's okay, Lyney. You don't have to hide from me.

[Heizou leans forward to trail his lips along his neck and collarbone, slowly making his way back to where he can claim his mouth with a deep, sweet kiss.]

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[Lyney seems almost surprised at Heizou's appearance in his line of sight, blinking owlishly up at the detective. And despite his apparentl reluctance, the praise makes him whimper again, and perhaps Heizou could feel how his cock twitches in response; it seems like soft praise and reassurance really does have an affect on him, whether or not Lyney is even aware of it.]

[He trembles as his collarbone and neck are attacked, and by the time Heizou kisses him properly he's a needy mess, kissing back hungrily. Even if it's sweet and deep, Lyney can't help the bubbling emotion in his chest that forms from it.]

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[Heizou eases his weight down on top of him, carefully fitting their hips together so they can properly rock into each other. Lyney isn't the only one feeling helplessly turned on; Heizou is quickly hardening in his pants just from listening to all those pretty whimpers and moans, feeling the way Lyney shivers under his touch.

And when he kisses back like that... It makes Heizou sigh and moan against his mouth, happy to keep their lips locked together for as long as possible. He loses himself into it a little as the world just seems to vanish around them, the entire universe narrowing down to the warmth of Lyney's body beneath him and the soft little groans in both of their chests.]