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[puzzlekeeper]

[ He hasn't set up a voicemail.

Figure it out. ]

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[puzzlekeeper]

[ Sighs, pressing up into that ]

Yes. For a time.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

So then you'll wear my ring. My crown. And now my wings.

Careful, Your Excellency.

[His lips slides to the next vertebrae, pressing another kiss there as well.]

Or I really will put you back together piece by piece. And every bit mine.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Chuckles under his breath ]

That's certainly better than a demon's, don't you think?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Debatable.

[And continuing his path along King's spine. One spot lower.]

I'm more creative than they are.

[puzzlekeeper]

We need to find something better to compare you to. There's no contest.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

As if anyone could hold a candle to me.

Now.

[Intensity shifts, rising up a little so one hand can comb through King's hair, starting at his temple and raking down to the base of his neck.]

Close your eyes.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ He makes a low, pleased mumbling sound, but does as Intensity asks - closing his eyes. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He has His Excellency trained so well.

And those fingers continue their lazy path down King's spine, working out the knots and tension in his shoulders and upper back.

No.

More.

Fussing.

It's Intensity's turn now.]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Chuckles under his breath ]

You finished your study early, I take it.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

I have what I need for now.

[Fingers dig into the muscle around his shoulder blade.]

I'll retrieve the finer details while you sleep.

[Is he joking? Who even knows.]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ His brow pinches a bit, because there are absolutely knots in that muscle ]

I take it you're staying the night, then?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[With zero room for argument:]

Yes.

I'm overdue your company.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Whoa.


That was a SWEET SENTIMENT delivered UNIRONICALLY.

Enjoy his face heating up. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[A shame that is was completely unintentional and Intensity doesn't even get to enjoy the blush because of their positions.

Oh well.

He is rather single-mindedly fixated on working on the knots on King's upper back anyway.

King's dignity is spared. TODAY anyway.]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ And yet, under his breath, smiling a little: ]

Cute . . .