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[Ryou is not an idiot. He knows what Atem's doing. That being said...it's a little hard to ignore the scratches. It's so relaxing. Does he actually need to do anything at all? It's daytime, everything can wait as long as they're just existing in each other's presence and Atem's glorious, dexterous fingers keep scritching--]

I'm going...

[He swears it. He will.]

I've got wine on my breath...I have to go...

[Watch him. He's definitely moving, yes. He just needs to stretch his legs out, one at a time--

One leg kicks out reflexively as Atem continues to administer scratches, and Ryou's eyes widen. Excuse him?]

[....oh no.

Oh, no. They kept hunting dogs, thousands of years ago. Atem knows that's a dog thing.

He can't help it.]

--heh heh heh!

[It slips out, past his control, warm and sincerely tickled. Oh, no. It's like hearing someone's voice break for the first time -- not weird, but funny inherently.]

So, that happens even in your day form...

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[This is embarrassing. It's not the bad kind of embarrassing, like what happened on the network when he couldn't even type words correctly, but it is terribly embarrassing in a way that if he was still a shade, he'd probably just fade from the visible spectrum.

Instead, he pulls his leg in and wraps his arm around it, to prevent himself from doing that again.]

Atem, this is your fault!

[Which would sound accusatory and angry if he wasn't simply whining about it like a petulant child. The mood's lightened quite enough that he's behaving as he normally does when he's flirted with. This isn't really flirting though. He just feels dumb and out of his control and like a puppy. Noooooo.]

Mhm.

[Both hands come out now.

There's time to grab them, dodge or duck, or stop their approach.

But, if they are unstopped, they bury themselves deep in the thick hair at the base of Ryou's ears. This isn't an idle scritch. This is an attentive whole-head rub, all his fingers getting into it, like when you have an animal's head between your hands and absolutely go to town. No mercy.]

[Under normal circumstances, with his upgraded werewolf reflexes? This never would have gone so far. Furthermore, if it was anyone else, he probably would have kept his wits even more sharp.

But this is Atem. And Ryou's sleepy, so he's just a little bit too trusting.

...As it turns out, that was a mistake. The instant Atem's fingers start working at the base of his ears, he lets out a very different noise, and he can feel the fur on his shoulders bristle up, his skin breaking out in goosebumps where it's exposed because uhhhh...that feels very, very good.

Even his tail puffs up a little, and there's another mild kick of his leg out of reflex.]

Mmmmnh!! H-hey...

[Did Atem intend to activate his boyfriend a little? Because judging by the way Ryou's head slowly tilts so he can look Atem in the eye with a petulant, but somewhat interested expression...that's accidentally what happened. There's even a dusting of pink across his cheeks.]

You're doing this on purpose. That's not fair...you know...?

[Oh, no. Oh, no, he's cute. Warmth, energy, that's been hard to summon up lately, curls around Atem's heart. He only sounds so repentant when he says:]

Sorry, sorry!

It's just that your ears are very soft. They're cute...it's hard to stay away!

If you really mind, of course I'll leave you alone...

[Ears, though. Atem's fingers still, but they don't leave Ryou's hair, and he leans in to plant a kiss on Ryou's nose.]

...or, we could talk about what might make it fair.

[Ryou knows that they've just had a couple of very uncomfortable conversations, and that things aren't perfect, but when Atem speaks, when he kisses Ryou's nose, that's the only thing that matters at all.

All he wants is more, so he shifts, gathering his legs beneath him on the couch while simultaneously wrapping an arm more securely around Atem's waist. Now, with the leverage and balance he needed, he presses their foreheads together.]

I...am going to kiss you. Then maybe we can discuss what's fair.

[He doesn't even make it transactional, as part of the tradeoff. No, Ryou's going to kiss his boyfriend for free. And before Atem can respond, that's exactly what he does, closing the distance and kissing the nephilim warmly.

...As he insinuated, his lips do have a mild taste of wine, a fruity, sweet variety. Because of course Ryou buys sweet wines.]

[Wine, to Atem, has associations with celebrations -- good times, fun, festivals, birthdays now. It's a special occasion drink, not like beer or water. He knows Ryou was drinking because he was sad this time, whether it started out that way or not, and that's why he feels a touch bad for finding that taste in Ryou's mouth hot.

Sorry, Ryou. He knows it was a bad time on the network. But Atem's mouth still parts against the kiss, and his fingers still slide through Ryou's hair, and he still makes a quiet sound in the back of his throat that's part want and part satisfaction. He won't be weird about it, it's just that you taste like wine is a pretty sensual idea, for him. That's basically dirty talk.

He could keep petting Ryou's ears, but he's regrettably distracted.]

[Well. Well, well, well.

That is not quite the reaction Ryou expected...but he's not going to shun it. Atem started it, and Ryou may as well finish it. He hums appreciatively at the fingers working through his hair once more, then presses onward, deepening the kiss even though he knows the wine is probably overpowering.

He's not aware that Atem likes it. All he believes is that Atem was inviting him to make out a little, and as far as he's concerned, especially now that he's not in his night form, this is perfectly alright. Being a werewolf has its ups and downs...but one of the downs is definitely the fact that the form he's most comfortable in has a snout.

Ryou doesn't ruminate on it long though, because he's very busy exploring Atem's mouth since he was given permission, and pressing a hand to his chest, wanting to feel the heartbeat that was as temporary as Atem's wings. He can hear it quite clearly, sure. But feeling it is also nice.]

[Atem's figured out by now that Ryou is a seize-the-moment kind of guy. He has pieced together that it's very likely because Ryou spent a lot of important moments in terrible pain, which isn't great, and that a lot of things in Ryou's life didn't last, which is also not great, but it does mean Atem respects that Ryou has already weighed his hangover against his desire to kiss, if kissing is what he's doing. He'll take what he wants, rather than wait.

So, Atem doesn't act like Ryou's mother. Instead, he shifts so that he's facing Ryou more completely, and he floats an inch or so up so that his back-wings can pull themselves free from anywhere they're pinned between him and the couch, and they wrap around Ryou's back, big and gold and warm.

It's easy to not think of anything at all, like this. The taste in his mouth, the hand on his chest, feeling his heart -- his heart, beating and alive -- makes him feel molten again, warm and relaxed, all his hard edges melting away.

They're going to make out a little. One of Atem's hands is going to drift down to take hold of Ryou's jaw, and the other is going to get deep in his double-coat hair, close to the scalp, his thumb catching the base of one ear by accident as the rest of his fingers stroke and wind it. The kiss is going to break, and Atem's going to plant little kisses along Ryou's jaw, and murmur--]

You're beautiful.

[--without any shame at all against the side of Ryou's neck, above the collar. Why shouldn't he say it? It's true. Ryou looks beautiful, he feels beautiful, his heart's beautiful. For once it's in a language they both speak, but the tone's going to be familiar, used for similar but less intelligible endearments.]

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[Ryou tenses, just for a moment, as the wings enclose him. He's not scared of Atem, but there is something reflexive in the back of his mind, of clawed wings digging into his back, tearing, ripping--

No. Not today. Not right now.

He leans in closer, shifting his weight against Atem as if he's melting. The tip of his tail is wagging slowly, thoughtlessly, as he loses himself in the kiss. After everything else...Ryou really is desperate to take the good moments and hold them close to his heart.

When Atem brushes his thumb against the base of an ear, Ryou lets out a soft, pleased sound and his fingers curl in against Atem's chest, gripping at his clothing, holding him closer, if that's even possible.

By the time they pull away from each other, he's breathless. He's warm...being here with Atem is like curling up next to a crackling campfire that brings comfort. And of course he's perfectly happy to let Atem's lips travel along his jaw. He laughs softly when Atem tells him he's beautiful.]

You certain make me feel that way.

[Atem also makes him feel a couple of other ways with those words whispered against his neck, the warm breath tickling in the gap between the collar and his skin. It's...nice.

The hand that had been settled against Atem's chest traces upward, a clawed fingertip trailing along his neck, across his jaw...and then he reaches up to gently weave his fingers into the feathers of one headwing, running his padded thumb upward from the primaries without disturbing the arrangement...then back down.

It feels interesting. Like the snakes, he's sure he'll miss these.]

I don't know how I ever got along without seeing how beautiful you are...

[That touch going up his chest is welcome, and the way Atem shifts under it makes that obvious -- tilting his head out of the way, leaning his jaw in, eyes half-closed, feathers fluffing and then relaxing. The compliment's accepted, too: this body, at least, feels right to him, and right is the same thing as beautiful. Even if his mind isn't right, this basic shape is his, is connected to him more than the vampire one is, but even when he's a vampire...Atem's mouth pulls up in a slight, uncharacteristically gentle smile.]

When I'm with you...I feel at home with myself. No matter which body I happen to be in.

[Vampire, naga, nephilim -- none of them are quite what he used to be, but there are things to like about them all.

Which reminds him. Ryou's carrying a lot of smells with him, and he wants a shower. Wine taste is sexy; old dry alcohol smell, not as much. That's a problem, because drying out his tail takes forever, and Atem doesn't want to get up. What if...]

I wonder...

[Will it work? Or will it end up like some of his other ideas, like drying Ryou out? What if the purification spell accidentally kills all the bacteria in Ryou's body?

If Atem tries it, he should probably try to limit it, to just the parts that are covered in fur....surface clean only......]

[Sweet talk is honestly exactly where Ryou wants them to make a nice happy little nest in. He loves feeling Atem move into his touch, react to him. He wants to do more...but he also knows they're limited by the fact that Ryou needs to shower, he smells like whatever scents have clung to his double-coat, which is frustrating since when he changes back, it permeates his day form's skin just a bit, almost like he's been sweating. It's not nearly as bad on skin though.

And...he's figured out by now that he doesn't sweat to cool off. Thus, cooling off is a private activity because you can't just pant around people, okay?

Atem's last words do pique his interest though, as evidenced by the raise of his ears and the tilt of his head to one side.]

Wonder what?

I might be able to clean your fur.

[He sits up a bit, off the eyeball pillows he's been leaning back on, softening the arm of the couch.]

Let me try it somewhere small...

[A test run, to see if it works. Atem picks a patch of fur on Ryou's shoulder, pushes the neck of Ryou's shirt aside, and glances up for confirmation -- the green light to let Atem give it a shot.

This part isn't over a part of Ryou's body that'll make him suffer awfully if Atem can't keep his power limited to the surface and accidentally kills off all his digestive bacteria. He can almost hear Giorno warning him about it.

Honestly, testing it on an animal they don't care about would be best, but that'd defeat the whole point of using this to save time.]

Oh?

[Okay, now Ryou's extra intrigued. He of course allows Atem to do as he likes. It doesn't bother him to have part of his shoulder exposed, he'd take off the shirt if it made things easier. But for now, he simply nods to give Atem the okay to proceed.

He knows he won't be hurt.]

Go on, then. I trust whatever you have in mind.

[It's said encouragingly, because he wants to know! He wants to see what Atem is going to test on him and despite the bumps in the road with regard to Ryou's health, he'd still put his faith in Atem wholeheartedly.]

[That faith matters to him. Atem doesn't want to let Ryou down by being careless. So, when a glowing zig-zag line appears on the back of his hand, and water starts to flow down his fingers and into Ryou's fur, Atem's cautious, careful, feeding it less power than he used when saving himself from Mukuro's bite. Come to think of it, it didn't seem to have done anything to her...this is probably going to be okay...

Still. This isn't a battle. His mouth is pressed tight, lips thin, eyes focused.

The water flows through and around Ryou's shoulder, then dissipates, leaving the patch of fur clean, and perhaps more valuably, already dry.]

[Ryou immediately shudders as he feels the water run through and across his fur, surprised at the presence of it at all. Since when was being a nephilim a free pass into extra elemental spells?

He doesn't have much time to think about it though, because after a time, the wetness...kind of just goes away, leaving Ryou confused and...impressed.]

...How did you do that?

[Also can he do it again? Please give Ryou a free instant-dry shower, he does not want to dry his tail!

But he's not going to ask...yet.]

It's a purification spell. I was worried it might backfire, but...

[He runs a hand over the fur patch.]

...it seems okay.

[Don't get careless. Keep it to the surface. This is a horror game, even baths aren't safe.]

Want me to do the rest?

[Excellent. He doesn't even need to ask!]

I feel fine, so I see no reason why we shouldn't do it. Do you...need me to remove my...um. My clothes?

[Look they may have been together but even so, the idea of stripping in front of Atem for this kind of thing is still something he'd prefer getting permission for. It shows in the way his cheeks are slightly pink, and in the way one ear flops sideways uncertainly.]

Only if you want to.

[Someone's feeling well enough to joke. It's very hard not to, when Ryou has expressive little ears like that. Look at them. They're positively adorable.]

[Ryou can tell that Atem's joking, they're around each other all the time, and quite honestly? Atem's one of the few people Ryou feels like he can joke around as well. That's why the corner of his mouth curves upward in amusement, before he shifts back a little and hooks his thumbs at the hem of his shirt.]

That's disappointing.

[...Is all he says as he lifts his shirt over his head, slowly and deliberately and definitely not to be sexy, just to be a shit. When he finally pulls it completely off and drops it to the floor, the look on his face definitely gives away that he's got jokes of his own.]

I thought I was "beautiful."

[Funny thing about being a werewolf: Ryou has (almost) normal irises and pupils. So now Atem has to contend with the smile reaching his eyes in a more obvious way, and how Ryou really does have big, dumb eyes that make him look almost twice as soft as he could ever look while being a shade, with light-voids on his face.

At any rate, Ryou crosses his legs in front of him, since he knows his paws are dirty as well (and he's glad Atem's going to purify them, because he already feels bad about putting them on the couch).]

You are!

[He takes hold of both Ryou's hands in his, the grin on his face widening, mischief joining the fondness in his eyes.]

But I'm not a "randy old vampire" anymore. As an angelic monster type, I'm much more inclined to protect your honor...

[heh heh heh. Angels probably shouldn't lie, either, but here he is, acting like he didn't follow that shirt's journey up with his three front facing functioning eyes.]

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My honor, he says.

[Ryou shakes his head, but laces his fingers with Atem's anyway, because this is fun and warm and good. He's feeling terribly relaxed in this situation, enough to continue the playful tone.

Certainly enough to get his tail wagging, traitor that it is.]

Do earthbound angels still abide the same rules? Fallen to the realm of man...? Do as man does, right?

[Don't make him DM at you, sir. He can fluff it up all he likes.]

Heh heh...!

[This is the funniest thing. It's so fun how Ryou just falls into playing sometimes, like they're making up their own rules of reality, and he supposes today the game is fallen guardian angel.]

I'm sure I have no idea what you mean by that.

[Ha ha ha, he's gonna play back, winding their fingers tighter together, the tufted tip of his lion tail plucking itself up in an irregular rhythm, quick and playful. Casting the spell can wait. This goofing-off is relaxing, reassuring. Everything feels all right.]

If you weren't such a good creature, I'd think you were angling to seduce me.

[Oh, he's good now too? Ryou laughs, and it's such a genuine sound that even though they're playing off each other like this...the emotion is pure. He can be as sassy as he wants, but in the end, he loves Atem and there's always going to be an undercurrent of earnest care.

He likes it much more than worry.]

That's not quite how I expect you to purify me, but werewolves are cursed beings. Maybe that's what you're here for. To lift the curse of the damned.

[Ryslig weres dont work that way, but logic doesn't matter, shut up brain, he's busy. Very very busy with wagging his tail--which is moving faster and he can't stop because he is having fun--and idly running his thumb across the back of one of Atem's hands.

Truthfully...these are the kinds of things he wishes they could do all the time. Playing out loud is still a game. He'd game with you anytime, Atem.]

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i have wanted to do this for 84 years...

AT LAST.

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backfire :V

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teen monster makeouts itt, sfw but pg13

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