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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.]

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[Heizou moving on top of him is very much appreciated, and Lyney does his best to rock into Heizou... even if it's slower and more careful than usual, given his injuries. But what he lacks in physical ability he makes up for in earnestness, kissing Hiezou hungrily, like his life depended on it. And after what he went through, it almost is; he could have died facing Father, and yet here he is now. He doesn't want to face down such another harrowing experience anytime soon.]

[He kisses as long as his lungs will allow, breaking apart to breathe heavily against Heizou's lips. He holds the other man's face like it's a precious thing, looking at Heizou with a mix of longing and wonder.]

How are you so wonderful..? [He moves in to kiss him again.] Why are you so good to me..?

[What did he do to deserve Heizou? How could he have been so fortunate as to find a man like him..?]

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[He meets that earnestness and hunger with something slower, just a little bit softer, like he's giving Lyney something nice and hearty to satisfy him. Heizou's enjoying taking his time, just getting to feel the way the gentler pace affects Lyney so deeply. He likes it. It makes something warm grow in his chest in a way that makes him feel a little giddy and light.

Heizou doesn't even realize how badly he needs to breathe by the time they finally break apart. It leaves him panting softly against the other's lips, eyes fluttering open slightly just so that he can meet Lyney's gaze. For whatever reason seeing the way he looks at Heizou brings a fresh blush to his cheeks, even as they go back to kissing.]

Hmm... I just wanna take care of you... [The words are murmured against Lyney's lips, soft and breathless as they keep rolling their hips together.] Will you let me...?

[It feels like there's more he wants to say, but somehow he can't piece it together into words. Or maybe there are just so many things and it's too much for this moment. His head feels like it's up in the clouds. It makes it a little hard to speak properly.]

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Ah...

[How is Lyney supposed to answer such a gentle, earnest question? He lets out a small murmur, clinging to Heizou tighter as he carefully rolls his hips back against the other man.]

P-Please...

[Is he asking for more? Asking to be taken care of? Asking for more of those sweet, gentle praises? It's hard to tell. Even Lyney doesn't know the answer. But he whimpers as he presses closer to Heizou, wanting more. Just wanting Heizou, however he'll have him.]

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[A little smile dances on Heizou's face when he hears that soft please, just before he leans in to catch Lyney's lower lip in his and suckle on it gently. He had no idea he could make the magician melt like this. It makes him want to kiss and lick every inch of his skin, worship every minute detail of his body until they're both out of their minds with desire, warm and clinging to each other like there's no better place in the world to be.

He groans softly as he presses into another kiss, only parting long enough to murmur Lyney's name before kissing him again. Over and over and over, like he just can't get enough. Even as his hands slide down into the back of Lyney's underwear, carefully trying to get them out of the way. All so he can feel more.]