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[cashewlater]

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[cashewlater]

[ the bike purrs beneath them, rumbling slow and deep, and cyno smiles; he enjoys his ride. he revs the engine once, twice, before they're off, smoothing easily into traffic. cyno enjoys the weight of tighnari against his back, the warmth of him. and given the noise of the city outside, the traffic, and cyno's bike, well, tighnari might be glad of his compromised hearing.

the trip is quick, at least, no longer than fifteen minutes before they're pulling into the parking lot of cyno's apartment building. ]

[wreatharrow]

[ And Tighnari leans against Cyno. Cheek pressed against shoulderblades. Tail wrapped around the other and burying into him. This is fine. The helmet muffles the sound of the engine, but it's warm between them. Combats the chilliness of the air as it whips around them both.

He's actually half asleep by the time they arrive. ]

[cashewlater]

[ pulling smoothly into his parking spot, cyno kills the engine and kicks down the stand, sitting up in the seat with his feet planting firmly on the ground. he smiles, lifts off his helmet, and drops a hand to smooth along tighnari's tail, where it's wrapped around his hips. his voice is soft. ]

Okay back there?

[wreatharrow]

[ No verbal response! Just nuzzling into Cyno's back. His tail squeezes.

Good luck getting him unlatched ]

[cashewlater]

[ cyno feels a warm rush of fondness flood his breast, and his smile broadens, just a little, before he's hanging his helmet off the handlebar and tugging off his gloves, stowing them in a small compartment. ]

I see.. well, I guess I'm just going to have to carry you up, sleepy fox.

[ that fondness spills into cyno's voice, and he half-turns at the hips to slip an arm around tighnari's middle. ]

[wreatharrow]

[ This is what happens when you screw him like that before doing anything that you want/need to do first. Goodness!

But okay, really? Tighnari leans back for a moment. ]

I'll get up.

[cashewlater]

[ hey, he's not complaining! tighnari is cute when he's like this. reaching forward, cyno carefully tugs the helmet off of tighnari's head, ruffling his hair, careful of his ears. ]

Are you sure? You're easy to carry.

[wreatharrow]

[ Oh! Oh... He can hear again. Tighnari blinks, a little bewildered and overwhelmed to be suddenly hearing so well. ]

Easy to carry... Are you sure you're not asking just because you like carrying me?

[cashewlater]

Mm, maybe.

[ he admits, while stowing the second helmet, before he's climbing off of his bike, and offering a hand to tighnari. ]

I do like carrying you.

[wreatharrow]

[ Tighnari takes the offered hand as he slips off of the bike. He gives it a squeeze. ]

Hmmm. We're a little ways off from you carrying me over the thresh hold.

[ Yeah that's a marriage joke. ]

[cashewlater]

[ at that, cyno's brows lift, though he's soon tugging tighnari toward the stairs and up to his comfortable, industrial style loft apartment. ]

So you're telling me there's a chance.

[ with his free hand, he snags his keys from his pocket. ]

[wreatharrow]

[ The comment makes Tighnari chuckle. It's not a warm smile that greets Cyno, but an amused one. ]

Why, it almost sounds like you already are thinking about it.

[ Too bad Tighnari hasn't told Cyno everything yet. ]

[cashewlater]

[ the door swings open, and they are greeted immediately by the pricked ears and wagging tail of hanan, cyno's black pharaoh hound. he's immediately pocketing his keys to pat her on the head. ]

Good girl, I missed you too.

[ and back to tighnari: ]

I didn't say that.

[wreatharrow]

So you're not then. Interesting.

[ He's going to continue to tease. His good mood is indicated by the swish to his tail.

Tighnari does wait at the door. Partially to be allowed in and partially because he doesn't want to enter the dog's territory without some kind of blessing. ]

[cashewlater]

You'll just have to wait to find out for sure, hmm?

[ and then, with a gesture to hanan, the dog sits obediently, her tail still wagging. ]

That's right, this is the first time you're meeting. Tighnari, this is Hanan. She's friendly.

[wreatharrow]

[ Cyno is going to be met with yet another flat stare. As if Tighnari is trying to figure out what THAT could possibly mean.

But then his attention turns towards the dog. Friendly or not, this is her territory. Tighnari might be too animal-like for her to see him as a guess. ]

I don't want to encroach on her territory without permission.

[ Even though there's no way the dog would miss Tighnari's ah... Scent... On Cyno. ]

[cashewlater]

[ yeah, hanan is absolutely familiar with tighnari's scent, for all the times cyno has returned to his home covered in it. ]

Hanan, sniff.

[ gently, cyno tugs on tighnari's hand, still in his own, pulling it forward to offer his knuckles to the hound. hanan stands again, arching her neck to sniff curiously at tighnari's hand, before offering a warm, friendly lick. ]

I'm sure she's already.. familiar with your scent.

[wreatharrow]

[ It's fine. He'll allow for Cyno to tug his hand closer to Hanan. Once licked, Tighnari offers to scratch behind the ears.

As if any creature trained by Cyno would attack him, right? ]

That is putting it lightly. I just don't know how well she responded to that.

[cashewlater]

You're worrying too much. Hanan is very gentle, even with other animals.

[ and she very much seems to enjoy the scratch on the ears. she grumbles gently in response, her tail wagging. ]

She likes you.

[wreatharrow]

[ Unbidden, Tighnari also wags his tail a little. It pleases him to know that she accepts him, okay? ]

Well good. I might be here for a little while tonight.

[ Okay now he'll step inside the apartment and start looking around. ]

[cashewlater]

[ and that is that. cyno smiles, releases tighnari's hand, and moves to close and lock the door.

his apartment isn't enormous, but it's open plan, it feels spacious and airy with large warehouse windows and an industrial brick facade. it's clean, but lived in, with a desk and bookcases, a sunken living area, a comfortable kitchen tucked beneath the loft where he sleeps. there even a few plants, ones tighnari will recognize, ones that cyno bought from him - some trailing pothos, and sturdy snake plants. ]

Mm, planning to stay for awhile?

[ he smiles, pressing a kiss to tighnari's temple as he passes, shrugging off his leather jacket and hanging it by the door, before he's moving toward the kitchen.

Hungry?

[wreatharrow]

[ Tighnari is wandering around the space. It smells heavily of Cyno. Other things too, of course, but primarily of Cyno and it makes his ears twitch. The fur of his tail stand on end.

Then his ears are moving. Listening for sounds to grow accustomed to. Tighnari then turns around to look at Cyno as he presses lips to his head. ]

That all depends on you, doesn't it? You're essentially my ride.

[ Though he supposes he could walk! ]

Considering you invited me out for dinner, it's safe to assume that I am hungry, yes.

[cashewlater]

I didn't know if you were hungry yet, brat.

[ it's still relatively early in the day, after all, but they certainly worked up a bit of an appetite in the flower shop..

hanan nudges tighnari's hand, eager for more pets, while cyno moves about his kitchen, putting together a nice platter of fruit and cheese and hummus dip with vegetables. ]

You can use the shower, if you want.

[ he tips his head toward a nearby door. ]

[wreatharrow]

Someone thought to give me a work out. Naturally I am hungry now.

[ Which means that Tighnari is going to take a seat like he owns the place. Then go right back to petting Hanan. ]

I'm all right for right now. We'll have to see what after dinner brings us.

[cashewlater]

I wonder who would've done that.

[ he teases, lifting the platter of food onto the counter, before he's pouring them both a tall glass of water. and then, glancing toward his liquor cabinet - ]

Want a drink?

[ it's friday, after all. ]