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[cashewlater]

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[wreatharrow]

All right. Maybe to those that deserve it. Have you done anything to really deserve it?

[ Trick question, actually. Cyno likely hasn't done anything in recent months to have incurred Tighnari's anger. Though there had been the fight that had started this all... But apparently Cyno had been more aroused than afraid.

His tail swishes back and forth playfully, watching Cyno undress. And then he begins to himself. ]

[cashewlater]

Not that I can recall.

[ briefly, cyno gets one arm stuck in his shirt, distracted watching tighnari undress. it doesn't matter how many times he's seen it, it's always captivating, always beautiful. but he manages to wrangle the shirt off nonetheless, and all the rest after it. ]

You want bubbles?

[wreatharrow]

[ Give him a moment. He's chuckling at the sound of Cyno's struggling. Tighnari's tail even teases by bushing up along the man's skin. He doesn't need to ask to know what is getting the man flustered enough to actually forget himself for a moment. There's really only one thing.

Tighnari himself. ]

Jasmine scented, if you would.

[ It's a little easier on his nose than some of the other things that they might put in the bath. Tighnari takes to more floral scents regardless. ]

[cashewlater]

[ tighnari's observation is, as always, correct, and cyno knows well that it'll be this way for the rest of their lives together. he'll always think tighnari is the most beautiful person on the face of the planet - this will never change. he clears his throat, however, once he's finally gotten the shirt off. you saw nothing. ]

Jasmine it is.

[ in go the bubbles, frothing up nicely, then in goes cyno, settling back against the curved edge of the tub, looking up as tighnari with a slanted smile. ]

[wreatharrow]

[ Tighnari might be the most beautiful person to Cyno, but it goes both ways. The fox is incredibly attracted to this man. As soon as Cyno slips into the bath, Tighnari cups his cheek. Lips that chin so he can press a kiss to those lips.

Only then does he take Cyno's hand so that he can be helped into it. Then he curls up against Cyno. Breathes a sigh. ]

[cashewlater]

[ kisses are always welcome, of course. and when tighnari slips into the bath, cyno is ready to receive him, arms slipping around him to pull him in near. when tighnari sighs, cyno chuckles, hooking his chin over his lover's shoulder. ]

Feeling better now, future husband?

[wreatharrow]

[ Tighnari feels better in the warmth. While he doesn't do well in the heat, this is different. A warm bath after being out in the chilly air is just. There's something about it that makes his toes curl pleasantly.

So he nuzzles into the side of Cyno's face. Gives him a kiss. ]

Is that how it's going to be fore a while? Just referring to me as your future husband?

[cashewlater]

[ tighnari doesn't need to say that he's feeling better for cyno to know it's true. he can feel it in the way the fox relaxes against him, warm and content, and in the way he presses that kiss to his cheek. cyno smiles. ]

Yes. Until I'm referring to you as my husband-husband.

[ his arms squeeze a little more tightly, butterflies in his stomach, dancing. ]

Hope you don't mind.

[wreatharrow]

[ If Tighnari could turn around, he most certainly would. Husband-husband? Really? Sometimes the man behind him is the silliest thing ever. Or dumbest. Who would think that this barely expressive man would be so damn cheesy. ]

Ridiculous. You're completely ridiculous.

[cashewlater]

[ husband-husband!! that's what tighnari will be. the very thought makes him tighten up with excitement. ]

I don't think I'm ridiculous at all. I think I'm quite reasonable.

[wreatharrow]

Of course you would think that of yourself. There are days where I would love to peer into the mind of yours to see, exactly, how it is supposed to be working.

[ Cyno can be reasonable. When in work mode. Outside of it? Another story entirely. ]

[cashewlater]

Mm. For all your sass, you're the one who agreed to marry me. I think that says more about you than it does about me.

[ a soft chuckle, and he presses two kisses to tighnari's shoulder. ]

[wreatharrow]

[ Tighnari gives a little hum. Both from the kiss and the continued teasing he was about to give Cyno. ]

Is it too late to take it back?

[cashewlater]

[ beneath the water, cyno's hands slip over tighnari's sides, his smile curving. ]

You wouldn't.

[wreatharrow]

[ Oh! Oh that... Those arms. Tighnari huffs. ]

You don't know that.

[ Cyno's not wrong ]

[cashewlater]

Don't I?

[ his fingertips trace the frets of tighnari's ribs with tender reverence. ]

Then give the ring back, if you're so sure.

[wreatharrow]

[ Tighnari is immediately shoving his hand back into the water. ]

I refuse.

[cashewlater]

[ barking a laugh, cyno nuzzles to the base of one of tighnari's ears. ]

That's what I thought.

[wreatharrow]

[ There is a huff! A huff and squirming because of HIS EAR. ]

You're getting awfully full of yourself again.

[cashewlater]

[ he doesn't stop!! ]

Well, of course I am. Who else should I be full of? You?

[wreatharrow]

[ You are going to make him want to scratch at his ears! ]

Hmm. If that's something you want.

[cashewlater]

[ too bad!! though cyno pauses a moment, one brow lifting. tighnari will feel the way his mouth curves into a smile. ]

Oh? Wanting to change things up a little, hmm?

[wreatharrow]

Are you sure you can handle it?

[ A challenge in his voice~ ]

[cashewlater]

Please. I can handle anything you throw at me.

[ he likes the sound of that challenge, that defiance, and cyno's chuckle bubbles against tighnari's skin, his arms squeezing more tightly. ]

[wreatharrow]

Technically, I wouldn't be throwing anything at you. Inside you, maybe...

[ Tighnari is already tapping his chin in thought as Cyno squeezes. Murmuring. ]