After the door behind his lover closed, G'raha crossed his forearms over his eyes, almost wishing he could pretend that while his face felt like it was on fire, he wasn't internally beyond blissed out. Physically, yeah – obviously – but more so… it was almost scary how quickly Senri was claiming every tiniest piece of his heart.
Like he told him, waking up alone wasn't optimal… but more so, he was shocked and downright terrified, feeling the chill of his mate's rage slamming into his mind. It was like nothing he had ever felt before – and not even any of the books he read described or prepared him for that. Actually, it seemed that most of them were completely wrong… so far.
He rushed out of the compound toward the source of the sensation without a thought – utterly confused and blinded by the instinct to soothe his mate… though seeing what so thoughtfully pissed off his lover, he was somewhat tempted to stand back and let Senri snap the bitch's neck as he so obviously intended. He didn't know what Diva did to earn the Warrior's rage, but the longer he thought about it… he didn't really care. Not only because once upon a time he was naïve enough to sleep with her – and even think she was different from his previous lover.
She wasn't… if anything, she was worse.
The first girl he lost his virginity to, Seeker the same age as him at the time, Y'latra, at least wasn't an utter bitch Diva turned out to be after her. Yeah, she disappointed him by being too embarrassed about being with him to allow anyone else to know about it… but he figured that was to be expected with his reputation. It wasn't as bad then, but still, she would be a target of the teasing he could hardly imagine, so whatever his misgivings that eventually led them to break up, he wasn't even get that upset about it in the end.
Diva was, however, another can of worms entirely. And every time – even years later – he tended to curse his stupidity whenever he saw her around the city. And felt sort of… dirty whenever he thought about the night he spent with her.
He was stupid kit back then – seventeen and beyond… horny, but letting her lure him into her bed was one of the biggest mistakes of his life. Not only was the whole experience… not the best, but when afterward he pretty much bolted, it apparently hurt her pride, and when soon after his next lover took suck delight in giving him a reputation of a… well, not much better than a whore … Diva took pleasure adding to that and only making it worse. Over the years, he more than wished she would shut up about him… and because of that, letting Senri kill her was beyond tempting.
And adding to that the fact of what he heard of her later exploits in the area… well, she took a high spot on his list for a reason other than pissing him off with her tendency to gossip about him. The fact that after finishing her education in the Studium, she was offered the position of ethics teacher… Well, was beyond ironic in his opinion – especially if it was true how some of the students were able to get a higher grades in her classes. She wasn't as bad as Maran and Katla, who took the first and second spot on his list respectively – apparently each holding sort of 'menagerie' of students of different ages and backgrounds, not all of them willing – but she was at least in top ten of people who used their position for things he didn't want to think about.
And his inability to do anything about it… burned. The way they kept getting away with doing whatever they wanted while he had to experience the abuse – in no small part thanks to them – seemed so unfair…
And if you could… what would you do? Something in the back of his head almost purred, and without moving his forearms from over his eyes, he let his lips tilt into a bitter smile.
"Made them pay," he whispered under his breath and chuckled, glad Senri wasn't there to hear him talk to himself. "This has been going on for years… if they were to stop or change, they already would do so, but they didn't, still playing their games and staying untouchable because who would believe me…? My word against theirs means less than nothing here."
Senri would believe you, though, that tiny voice replied.
"And…?" he sighed with resignation and pulled his arms back, then sat up and ran his fingers through his hair, looking toward the window of his bedroom and flushed darkly, seeing it was slightly ajar. Gods, did Senri notice it when he…? His face completely on fire, G'raha shifted, pulling one of the blankets around himself into a tight cocoon, and closed his eyes, resting his chin on his knees. Despite the embarrassment, he couldn't help an involuntary purr rumbling at the back of his throat as covering him material smelled of them. Which wasn't much of a surprise considering how they spent most of the night… Pulling the material tighter around himself and against his nose, he took a deep breath, letting the mix of scents soothe his aggravation with the trail of his thoughts.
He would be happy to help you make them pay, the utter confidence of his inner voice had him smile sheepishly.
"Would he, though?" he said quietly, rubbing his cheek against his knees. "He's a hero and has a reputation… I'm already putting in enough peril as it is. He didn't seem to care back at the Last Stand, but after that… display, the word will spread, and by the evening, the whole city will be abuzz with the fact that Warrior of Light took the Jinx for his lover – and I can hardly imagine that it's going to turn out in any positive light for him. Not here, that's for sure. It's not like anyone would guess or believe we're mated – however, that is possible, anyway, because I still have no clue… But by the morning, I can bet that at least half the city would ridicule him for his… pick. And though the stories about him here are a source of entertainment, the whole thing won't work to endear him to the Forum, either… not while Maran and Katla are members of it, anyway. They hold sway over the others, which is hard to match, I guess. And for whatever reason Scions arrived here, I don't think that the situation is ideal for them," he sighed, coiling his arms around his legs and feeling his ears pull tight against his head in distress.
So far, he had only met two of Senri's friends – Thancred and Alisaie – and though both seemed almost friendly – despite the circumstances of their meeting, he couldn't imagine that once they hear the rumors about him, they – and the others – would be very impressed with Senri's pick, either. Who was he – G'raha – to claim the role of his lover…? The Warrior was a powerful man with a reputation a few in the entire world could match, and the more he thought about it…
Gods, he was helplessly in love with 'Senri,' but the idea of how unfit he was for 'the Warrior of Light' made him beyond uneasy. And sooner or later, his lover was bound to realize that, and what if then Senri was going to be resentful toward him…?
He told him to stay away from him, then they were locked away by the Ascian. Then he didn't want G'raha to bite him, and he did so anyway… And the fact that they were returned to the Annex apparently meant that whatever the Ascian's goal in the whole thing, it was achieved – and what if it was something… bad? The white-haired man seemed determined to have them mate, and what would cause that…? His mind kept arriving at the conclusion that he was to be some sort of leverage against Senri… and that made him feel a pit open up in his stomach, and his heart drop into it.
The most logical thing to do would be to have the mark healed and break the bond, he imagined, but… his hand drifted toward it under the blanket and closed over it protectively outside his will as he curled into himself with a choked whimper. He didn't want to. Senri was a dream come true, so sweet and affectionate with him, he couldn't help but, with each word and touch, only fall so much deeper in love with him. But what if, with his… selfish wants, he was putting him in danger…?
The Warrior and the Scions were famously at odds with the Ascians, so… how could any of this be good for his mate? Not to mention… what could he offer to a man like Senri…? Sex with him was… beyond anything he ever knew, but it's not like sooner or later the 'Warrior ' won't realize how poorly G'raha fit him, right? Stuck here his whole life, he was more of a scholar than a fighter, and even if Senri was right now perhaps… sincere in saying that he loved him, he shouldn't take for granted that it was real or… won't change. He was an adult now but could remember how… overwhelming was his first sexual experience and how sure he was then that he loved that girl. Once the haze of sex wears off, Senri would see that he is a nobody and…
Gods, spare me, he frowned at the clear irritation in the tone of that… inner voice? What the…? I thought we could let you know step by step, boy, but I see the longer you have to think, the more likely you are to bring yourself down and perhaps do something stupid.
Huh…?
G'raha opened his eyes and frowned, looking toward the closed door and biting his lower lip with uncertainty.
Enjoy, the real thing, that voice downright chortled, and something inside him… let go, positively flooding his heart and soul with Senri's feelings and… memories. As his overwhelmed senses and mind tried to make sense of it, his veins filled with the liquid fire. Suddenly the scent of the sweet, addictive apple that surrounded him downright slammed down his throat and made him whine in painful arousal, focusing all his attention on how his whole body almost melted into a pure need. He pushed the blanket off himself, as each ilm of his skin felt aflame, then he laid back in the nest, unconsciously wrapping his hand around his cock, the flesh throbbing in his grip in the mad rhythm of his heartbeat that blared between his ears. Shuddering violently, he spilled with a groan in a mere stroke, but if anything, the sensation grew only more maddening, making him arch off the blankets with a loud, frustrated moan, while the only thing his mind was able to conjure was Senri's name.
"What the f-fuck…?" T'senri stumbled, with effort keeping his hold on the packet in his right hand while he braced his left arm against the wall and leaned on it, panting harshly as the sensations flooded his senses out of nowhere. He was on his way from the kitchen, where Alisaie pointed him toward with a laugh, and mere few steps from the door of his lover's bedroom when something inside him… snapped, unceremoniously filling his veins with lava and making him forget anything but the mind-blowing feeling of his mate's need.
Ah, something's up, Ares hummed with consideration, and he barely heard him over the blood rushing in his ears.
"What… is t-this…?" he panted out, leaning against the wall harder as he fought to gather his bearings and understand what was happening. Accompanying the sensations wave of images trying to get his attention got lost in the fiery, overwhelming torrent of lust. It took his all not to run this few last steps and pounce at the source of the maddening sensation.
This, boy, is the REAL… frenzy, as you call it, the immortal chuckled somewhat sheepishly. This means that Damon released his hold on your lover's soul for whatever reason.
"Huh…?" he fought to focus, but it was becoming increasingly painful.
Your bond, Senri, is not normal, Ares said with resignation, and he frowned in reflex. He knew that already since two males bonding wasn't exactly a common thing… Not what I mean, boy. You do remember how your senses grew sharper with the… Blessing, right? Well, it wasn't because of Ve… Hydealyn, but me, the immortal said somewhat cagily. And what's more, with the way Damon adjusted our Bond to make it possible for us to be reborn into you and Raha. Precautious as he always was, and with the warnings of the previous timelines… well, Damon added some tweaks to the original spell that was to bring that along.
"Twea… tweaks…?" he gasped, fighting to force his brain into cooperation.
Mhmm, in case something went wrong – as it did, so… here we are, Ares grumbled incoherently, then sighed and added in a much softer tone: What I mean is that since we didn't want to get Raha too overwhelmed with… all of this happening so quickly, Damon resolved to keep your bond kind of… trimmed for the time being. As you thought, to give you two the time to get to know each other better on your own, but apparently… something changed. As overwhelming as it feels right now, once it… settle, you're going to be able to sort out through these images – Raha's memories, pretty much – but as… sexual as is the bond in nature for your kind, the longer you resist, the harder it's going to drive you to mate, Senri, so I would recommend… haste, he did sound amused now, and T'senri was sure he should mind… Perhaps later, he would be able to, but right now, he was more than eager to comply, rushing toward the door baring him from his lover and his need.
And almost regretted that as soon as he stepped inside and slammed the door behind him. Almost… In numb awe staring at the vision his mate made, splayed in the messy pile of blankets and apparently busy trying to get the relief his body was begging for as well. He wasn't aware of dropping the packet with food on the floor… or cared about it. His mind was utterly consumed with devouring the beautiful expanse of the tanned, sweat-dampened skin, and his ears twitched with the music of Raha's choked whines and mewls… he didn't register moving forward until he was on top of his lover, claiming his delicious mouth while pushing his hand aside to make space for his own around his cock. The tiny, relieved groan his mate fed him, drowning both hands in his hair, was beyond rewarding, but…. Using his free hand to open and push off his pants desperately, he was downright choking on impatient growls by the time his painful erection sprang for freedom. Pulling back from the kiss to reach for oil outside of the nest, he almost lost it when Raha instantly pulled him back… and he couldn't resist even though he tried. Was he stronger than him now…? The thought drowned in his sweet flavor, but he got his answer when his mate rolled them over with a frustrated hiss, and before he knew what happened, he impaled himself on his dick with a quiet, relieved groan.
"Need you… sooo bad…" the redhead gasped, curling his hands into fists on the blankets around T'senri's head, then mewled mindlessly as he set to fuck himself on his flesh. And the sight alone… Azeyma, but not coming instantly, was a challenge that too soon had him trembling like a kit, cursing furiously under his nose with each painful throb of his dick while that too-hot, too-snug heat pumped up and down its length. Curling his hands over his lover's hips, groaning with the increasing rhythm and rolling his hips into his thrusts, he almost passed out by the time Raha whimpered his name and came, shuddering in his grip as his seed splashed the front of T'senri's shirt.
He hardly minded, pulling him down into a kiss while using his distraction with his high to roll them over again, soon pounding into him harder to chase his bliss. He broke the kiss and bit him with a deep snarl as the pressure snapped, then groaned loudly into his skin as wave after wave of incredible heat had all of his muscles spasm. But even as his cock pumped him full of his seed… it seemed that his erection was not going away, if anything growing harder as the pressure instantly started to build up again waaay too quickly, leaving him dizzy.
"M-More…" Raha whimpered, clutching at his hair and shoulder desperately as he undulated under him to meet his renewed thrusts, and T'senri growled into his skin, then pulled his thighs high against his sides and set to fuck him much, much harder… faster… though still trying to hold himself back, terrified of hurting his cute mate. Until Raha snarled with frustration and, with a grip on his hair, forced his head back, then bared his teeth at him when T'senri lifted above him. "Don't… hold back," he hissed, and his mismatched irises flared with a mix of lust and fury that stole his breath.
"Don't want to h-hurt you, Raha," he gritted out, his whole body trembling in an effort to keep his fangs from extending as he fisted his hands in the material around his mate to attempt to hide that he lost that fight with his claws already. He tried to drop his head again but could as well try to move a mountain – that's how it felt, at least… Yeah, Raha definitely was stronger than him… And that had him whining in the back of his throat, fighting his body's furious need to pound into him without restraint… To force those fiery sparks in his beautiful eyes into submission…
Surrounded by the cloud of his intoxicating, spicy scent and drowning in his heat, he couldn't help but bare his fangs at him in a snarl. And he almost expired when Raha – instead of getting scared – hissed back at him with fury, and his tail lashed against his back before he roughly shoved him off. Utterly confused and blinking rapidly, he had merely a few seconds to orient himself before his mate pounced at him, pinning him face-first into the blankets.
Raha's hand fisted in his hair again, holding his head down while the other hooked around his hip, pulling him back to his knees and when he whimpered helplessly with instinctive submission, shakily curling his hands into the blankets, he almost came when that hand in an oil-induced slide moved to his ass.
"I see… you do need some taming, beast," his lover growled under his breath, working his body into readiness with clear impatience. "If you are, oh, so worried… you won't give me what I need… I guess I got to get it myself, hm…?"
"R-Rrraha…" he whined downright needily, flushing darkly at the desperation in his voice, and shifted impatiently, pushing back against the intrusion with a groan when the second finger joined the first, then third, adding a painfully arousing sensation of being stretched. And when that made his lover chuckle breathlessly, then free his hand from his hair to wrap around the base of his tail instead…
"B-Behave, Senri…" his mate purred, and when he managed to hiss his protest, a slight tug on his tail had him freeze, when at the same time, Raha pulled his hand back from his ass, rubbing it over his hip as much hotter, thicker head of his cock breached him slowly. The grip around his tail grew much tighter, squeezing the ragged mewl-purr of his lover's name from his mouth, which was answered by the delicate sting of his lover's hand over his buttock that sent his senses to reel in a painful need to submit. Biting down on the blanket and stretching out his back, his throat vibrated with almost too-loud, staggering purrs as his tail wound itself possessively around his redhead's arm, and he shook, shivering involuntarily in anticipation. "So gorgeous, my mate…." Raha purred praise, sinking into him slowly.
Gods… he wasn't sure if it was normal or not, but he definitely didn't have a preference between fucking Raha and being fucked by him… As maddening as claiming him felt, to be taken by him felt as good, and the way his lover's lust poured over his overloaded senses… He lost trail of thoughts when barely giving him a fraction of a second to adjust to the intrusion, his lover pulled back with a groan, then slammed into him so hard that T'senri saw stars bloom under his eyelids and his breath left him on a shout of Raha's name.
"That's… how… I… want… you…" accentuating each word with a brutal thrust while tugging him against them with not-so-delicate pulls on his tail, Raha had him whine on the edge of orgasm in seconds, and as if feeling it, he leaned against his back, and his free hand snuck around his hip to coil around his throbbing dick, right at its base. "…to… fuck… me, Senri…" he hissed through his teeth and rolled his hips with another powerful stroke, hitting just into the spot that sent a sizzle of lightning along his nerve endings. T'senri whimpered helplessly as the pressure was too much… and then downright yowled when at the same time, his lover's hand tightened around the base of his dick, denying his release. Shuddering violently, he clawed at the blankets, whining Raha's name desperately, but he didn't relent, panting harshly as he stilled utterly while waiting for his body to come down from the edge. "Are we… clear…?" he gritted out after a moment.
"Rrraha… P-please…" he moaned, then sighed with relief when his mate's hand relaxed, stroking his flesh slowly as he rutted into him in a matching rhythm, increasing both gradually.
"Are we… Senri?" Raha's low voice was strained, but the note of amusement in it was hard to miss, even for him.
He truly had an unbearable tease for a mate… and more than loved it! Loved him… Gods, so much…
"C-Crystal… clear…" he murmured into the blanket, trying to collect his scattered wits when Raha made it impossible, soon pounding into him as mercilessly as earlier, but… he wasn't even that surprised when he did that again, tightening his fingers around his cock when his body was about to tumble over the edge. He wasn't, but he still buckled with a choked whine, with tiny gasps begging for relief.
By the fifth time, he had enough, hissing his outrage through his fangs as he buckled violently, throwing his lover off and, in a blink of an eye, had him pinned down in turn, his tail whipping with agitation and his eyes furious slits while his lover laughed carelessly, completely blowing away his heart in the process.
And even when he wrapped his clawed hand around his throat and bit him with a possessive snarl while taking him as rough as he demanded, his fearless Raha enjoyed himself with near-deafening mewls of indulgence, purring his name between his gasps and groans until they collapsed into a blissed-out heap of trembling muscles and too-loud purrs.
While he was busy trying to catch his breath and gather his scattered wits, nuzzling against his lover's neck while enjoying his high, he almost flinched, feeling a delicate pinch at the shell of his ear, and hummed with confusion.
"So… when were you going to tell me I have another person living inside me?" his mate said in a sort of… deadpan tone, and T'senri's purrs died down instantly, then he swallowed thickly and took a deep breath, rolling off his lover's back to rest next to him on his side. Raha turned toward him, but the expression in his mismatched eyes was unreadable, so despite an almost painful need to feel him, he stayed motionless, trying to guess somewhat what he should say not to lose him… and though he could feel his emotions, he couldn't make sense of them – the baffling strength of the sensation was just too new.
Resigned, he braced on his elbow, raising over his mate slightly, and was more than ready to try to stop him from bolting if there was a need for that while he searched for correct words to prevent it... then sighed, choosing to be honest.
"Soon," he admitted softly, holding his stare even while Raha's eyes at that narrowed ever-so-slightly, but the almost strange calm on his face didn't even twitch, only whatever was that was he felt from him… sort of spiked, making him nervous. "I wanted… to give you time to adjust, Raha. I'm sorry, don't be mad… It's just…."
"Mad…?" his lover blinked slowly, then raised his hand and wrapped his fingers around T'senri's chin, holding him completely ensnared by his beauty when his plush, bruised lips tilted into a lovely, devious smirk that sent his heart to pound furiously and he couldn't help but blush, feeling his body's instantly renewed arousal. "I'm not mad, Senri… Just confused. There are so many… things and images swirling about my head, it's… mind-numbing and… while my body seems determined to make it impossible to think…" that smirk turned somewhat wry while he let go of his chin to smooth that hand down his chest and stomach, soon tearing a helpless groan from his throat when it wrapped around his quickly thickening erection. And a quick look down his lover's body told him that he wasn't the only one in the rapidly building up arousal, not to mention the spike of his scent and the pressure of sensations pouring over his senses. "…it's hard to focus on anything but the need to have you," and the way he colored with that prettily… Seven hells, but he really, really had it bad for his blushes…
"I know," he agreed easily with a somewhat sheepish chuckle, then carefully placed his hand over his lover's hip and slowly moved it up over his side to the spot between his shoulder blades as he slowly rolled over on top of him, putting a small bite on his lower lip in the process. "Very, very hard to think," he said quietly with a rumbling purr when Raha sighed with almost funny resignation, but wrapped his arms around his neck, readily tilting his head while he trailed little, greedy bites along his jaw and down his throat. Settling between his legs, he hooked his hand behind his knee, pulling his leg up against his side as he rutted his already aching dick into the taut muscle on his lover's abdomen.
"Are you… trying to distract me…?" Raha chuckled somewhat shakily, running his fingers through his black, messy hair, then moaned deeply when he placed a sharper bite on the junction of his neck and shoulder, purring against his skin insistently.
"Me…? Never," he rasped lazily, smoothing his hands over his thigh. "Are you? Because if yes, it's sooo working," he snarked, then trailed his tongue over his mark on his lover's skin, grinning gleefully when Raha pushed him back slightly, pouting adorably when T'senri lifted above him on his elbows.
"You are impossible," he rolled his mismatched eyes but had a beyond lovely smile on his pretty lips when he wrapped his hands around his cheeks.
"I am," he nodded eagerly, then leaned in to steal a little, sweet kiss of that gorgeous mouth. "I am impossibly head over heels in love with you, Raha," he purred shamelessly and grinned his stupidly goofy, surely lovesick grin when his mate blinked a tad owlishly, then his flush worsened, nearly rivaling his hair in the shade. So pretty!
"But you… barely know me," the hint of uncertainty and the way his mate bit his lower lip, turning his gaze away, had T'senri's grin fall instantly, and he cooed soothingly, leaning in again, but this time brushed the tip of his nose against his mate's and smiled reassuringly when red-cyan irises came back to his with a heart-meltingly shy look.
"I do know you, babe," he purred, then placed a loud, fond peck on his bruised lips and, before he could open them to protest, shifted to place his free hand over his mouth, raising his eyebrows pointedly when his lover frowned with confusion. "I do… know what's most important, Raha, that you are brave, fierce, and you are not scared of me… and cute beyond reason!" he chortled quietly when his lover's eyes widened, then narrowed into slits at that while his face grew impossibly redder at that statement. "Just sooo… ~adorable~" he sing-a-songed gleefully, his heart simply blown away in awe at the sight of the blaze of temper in the mismatched irises.
Then… he wasn't exactly sure what happened, but he still laughed out loud as he suddenly found himself under Raha, and his lover hissed with outrage in his face after pinning his arms above his head.
"I'll give you 'adorable,'" he grumbled petulantly, then blinked rapidly as if only now realizing the shift in their position. And at another owlish look on his face, T'senri couldn't help but gush while his tail whipped against the blankets with pure enthusiasm. And his lover's expression swiftly pulling into another pout only made his face split into another lovesick grin.
"Sooo… cute!" he stated with power, wiggling his eyebrows playfully when Raha tossed him a deadpan stare, coloring darker again.
"Are you trying to get a rise out of me?" his mate hissed through his teeth with that fiery spark of temper blazing in his eyes again, shifting to sit astride his waist while still holding his arms pinned down seemingly without effort.
"Nah… just admiring your ~adorable~ face, Raha," he said seriously, fluttering his lashes innocently and then thinned his lips not to snort a laugh when his mate growled at him in a warning while his eyes narrowed into slits.
"Senri… shut up before I shut you up."
"Awww… so scary," he grinned involuntarily, strained against his grip, ungodly aroused when he couldn't break free.
"I'm warning you," his mate hissed, leaning in until their quickly speeding up breaths mixed.
"Or what… ~cutie~?" he purred, then, using the proximity, tilted his head, snapping it up to taste these pretty, delicious lips. And growled with approval when Raha returned the kiss, moaning softly – the tasty sound he swallowed eagerly – and letting him explore his mouth until… "Ow!" he gasped with an offense, pulling back with a pout, then brushed his tongue over his painful lower lip. "You… bit me!" he accused with surprise, blinking when a slightly mean, slow smirk tilted his mate's plush lips.
"Oh, that's nothing comparing to what I'm going to do to you, Senri, if you don't stop calling me 'cute,'" Raha almost spit that, tossing him a haughty look with an adorable pout.
He had to be doing that on purpose, right…?
"Sooo…" he started, grinning wider and wider as his lover's eyes narrowed toward him with a warning. "…cute!" he gushed, shaking with laughter.
"That does it!" his mate snapped, then freed one hand, shifting to hover above him, and T'senri's laughter trailed off to a groan when Raha's hand fisted around his cock. When he looked at him next, his lover had a downright evil grin on his face. "I guess… you really, really need a lesson in good manners, don't you, Senri?" he purred, sliding his hand up and down his length, and T'senri arched off the blankets with a loud groan, almost losing it instantly as some sort of… vibration seemed to settle inside him, sending a sizzle of sparks across his nerves. Soon – as it grew more and more intense – he couldn't catch his breath, whimpering his lover's name helplessly and rolling his hips into his grip as his whole world drowned in the blaze of his mismatched eyes. "Thankfully… ah, Damon seems to know just how to get you to behave, so by the time I'm done with you, ~babe~, perhaps you'll know better, hm?"
"Do your worst, cutie!" he laughed breathlessly with a downright wolfish grin.
Uh oh, his immortal chortled quietly with some apprehension, but he ignored him… and only a while later, incoherent and while his whole body refused cooperation, shuddering violently in the aftershocks while his mate crooned at him, victorious, climbing up his body to place a fond, loud peck on his numb lips, he thought he somewhat vaguely understood his tone. When Raha chuckled, then sighed with bliss and rested against him, purring loudly in satisfaction, he cleared his throat, trying to collect his wits and get his voice back while, with pure effort, wrapping his arms around him securely. And while his mate adorably nuzzled against his chest with his lovely, happy purrs… he could not resist tilting his head to brush his lips against the delicate, red fur on his ear.
"Too… cute,' he rasped hoarsely and sniggered weakly when his mate stiffened and looked up at him with a narrowed stare.
"Now you're just asking for it," Raha deadpanned, shifting in his arms to lift against him and press his bruised lips at the corner of T'senri's mouth. And despite feeling like after an especially rough – but beyond pleasant – battle, he turned his head and caught his mouth into a sweet, loving kiss, tightening his arms around him possessively.
"You are perfect," he breathed as they pulled apart, letting his head fall back against the blankets and smiling with all the happiness that wanted to make his heart burst out of his chest at the way Raha blushed but shyly returned the smile, then settled against him with more of those lovely, happy purrs. And that sounded – as T'senri closed his eyes and sighed with bliss – was the last he heard before the exhaustion claimed him.