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[puzzlekeeper]

[ He hasn't set up a voicemail.

Figure it out. ]

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[puzzlekeeper]

[ Both hands shoot up to clutch Intensity's face as he kisses back, standing on his tip-toes to get closer.

Being one-upped never felt so good. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[. . . Cute. Adorable, really.

Kissing will continue until one (King) or both of them are breathless. Can't let his guard down to give King even the slightest chance to turn the tables.

And with one hand resting at the small of King's back to keep him on his tip toes:]

We have one more stop when you're ready.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ He pulls back just a little, laughing, light-headed. He doesn't release his grip, though. ]

I haven't given my answer yet.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Oh really?

I hadn't realized I'd asked a question.

[puzzlekeeper]

Too bad, because you need to realize what you're asking.

[ His fingers tighten against Intensity's face ]

I accept. I'll stand toe-to-toe with you, forever. That means if you become King of Hell or God himself, I'll still be right here, and you won't be able to pry me or send me away, no matter what you do.

1/3

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Sir.

Sir, what did he just mentally say about not letting King turn the tables?












THIS IS KING TURNING THE TABLES!]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Please hold while reboot is in progress. . .

Standard boot process [ 1 ] - Insert tried and true snarky remark about how of course King is not going anywhere because you won't let him. O b v i o u s l y.

System upgrade [ 2 ] - Actually admit to your goddamn feelings for once in your goddamn life!

]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Are you sure that's what you want?

[puzzlekeeper]

[ His shifts, arms going around the back of Intensity's neck instead.

With no hint of anything but pure 100% honesty: ]

Yes. That's what I want.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Then stay.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ He just beams, leaning up to press their foreheads together. ]

Okay.

Let's get married, then.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[And like a light switch, the moment of vulnerability is gone like it was never there]

You and your ceremonies.

[Laughs]

Didn't you get your fill of those with the last one?

[And he leans forward, dipping him back while one arm threads through his hair and he places a kiss to the tip of his nose.]

Let's make this one more -- how to say -- non-traditional.

[puzzlekeeper]

The last one doesn't count. This one is real.

So tell me what you have in mind.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He was talking about the Ceremonial Duel - but let's not sour the moment, hmmmm.]

Dueling, of course. That's where it all started.

[Though he hums thoughtfully as he brushes his lips against King's cheek]

You have a dragon now, don't you?

[Looking positively giddy:]

We could duel in the air.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Sloooowly grinning. ]

Yes. That's true.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Straightening up a bit and pulling back to check King out--- I mean, take in his attire]

How sentimental do you want to be?

[puzzlekeeper]

[ He probably just threw on some mishmash of HSS and sensitIV clothing before departing on the scavenger hunt, so he's not wearing anything particularly noteworthy. ]

Do you really have to ask?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Lifting his eyes back to King's]

Then maybe I'm asking the wrong question.

I bet with some assistance and creative gadgeteering, we could make you something closer to traditional for your homeland. Is that what you want?

[puzzlekeeper]

[ !!!!!!!!

Intensity can probably see him (and his vanity) light up. ]

Absolutely.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Without breaking eye contact, he hoists King up to sit at the edge of the altar]

Well then.

[Trailing a hand down his leg from thigh to knee.]

I'll need to go measurements then. You tell me what else you want while I'm doing that.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ He shivers a little, but his eyes never leave Intensity's face as his fingers trail along the length of his jaw. ]

What I want?

Just you.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Stop. S T O P.

He flushes (also just a little).

But also he is a CEO of a billion dollar corporation that managed to a hide space station (and elevator) as a personal expense trying to devise a ceremony worthy of 3,000 year old royalty.

Focus please.

As he tilts his head to kiss King's fingertips]

You've had that for a while now.

Do keep up.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ His fingers twitch just slightly against him.

Focus!! ]

True.

But we both know I'm greedy and insatiable.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

So make a wish list. I'll bring it back down to earth for you, Your Excellency.

[Said lightly as he continues to run his fingertips lightly over King's clothing.

Fool. He doesn't actually need measurements. He already has the schematics for AI Atem in his head. Down to the last. strand. of. annoying. hair.]

Unless you'd prefer a surprise.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ As if King's about to call him out? Never. ]

Why can't I get some of both?