[There's no hesitation as he reciprocates the touch, leaning in to meet the distance, shivering at the gentle pathway of a hand up his thigh. And then —]
Wait, was that you? Did you do something?
[Equally startled and dubious, he reaches for the egg in the crook of Cy's knee so that it won't get accidentally squashed, tucking it against his belly with the first one.]
he obeys, of course — though blankets are hard to manage because they're so fucking twisty, and getting one over to them without clipping through the mattress or sheets is a tough sell, this means he extricates himself gingerly from the... nest? and hefts himself up to his feet, going to get a blanket from the bed.
on return, he assists sasuke as they turn it into a (better) nest, and gentle nestle all the eggs down into it. ）
I'm pretty sure I don't spontaneously spawn eggs. If I do, whew, that's a god-power I never knew about. Seems kinda counterintuitive to war. Unless you need to feed an army.
He's meticulous about arranging the blanket, spreading it between his open knees and, with Cy's aid, tucking all of the eggs into a softer, warmer circular nest. He does extricate himself briefly in order to tug on Cy's hand, requesting the hand signals that will turn him back into his normal form. Sorry, no more leaky titties.]
We should clean ourselves up in the bathroom, but I don't want to leave them alone. We can take turns.
（ sasuke he is a VEGETARIAN. also, pour one out for those tits, which he absolutely caresses one last time before the hand symbols reach the end of their sequence. alas, poor titties — he knew them, horatio. ）
[He has the decency to look embarrassed, at least. Listen, he doesn't abuse clones for stupid things like Naruto does???
This is one jutsu he's learned to do on his own, so once he's stepped back, he forms the seals quickly one-handed. And — in a blink, another copy of him appears, standing in the room with the same dour little pout. Also fully naked.]
Move the eggs to the other bed, [he points.] And then watch over them. Make sure they stay warm.
[The clone silently obeys, just as Sasuke reaches for Cy's wrist to tug him toward one of the best new additions to their suite: a private bathroom. No time to ogle his clone's ass.]
[There's a tease in it as Sasuke closes the bathroom door behind them, hand reaching up to gently unbuckle the leather collar from around Cy's throat.]
I recall that you asked me to marry you. Technically I did it first, but that was before the scene.
( the collar comes away, and cy lifts a hand to touch the skin beneath it, rubbing away the sensation of constriction even as he crowds sasuke into the shower. )
I did.
( he leans in to steal a kiss, pressed in against the boy's mouth. )
[He lets himself be steered back, chin tilted slightly up to catch the kiss and return it, a low hum between their lips. One hand seeks the shower faucet, ensuring they're out of the spray when it starts out cold.]
But I meant it when I said I'd do it properly. Yuino. [結納 — Cy might know its cultural significance, by knowing his language.] My clan used to celebrate those kinds of ceremonies officially, but... even if it's only the two of us, I don't care. You mean everything to me.
[He doesn't want to seem selfish by dictating exactly how it's done. While Cy washes him, his right hand spans over the man's broad back, tracing the definition of muscle under the slick water.]
There's only one tradition I really care about from my own culture. The couple picks a plant that represents their union, and you plant it together as a first act of marriage.
（ then, perhaps a little suggestively as he works lower, gently cradling sasuke's cock to clean it — ）
And then you get to fuck in the dirt. It's supposed to be ceremonial, so the most 'modern' iteration I was around for was just smearing a bit of the dirt from your homestead on each other and running off to the bedroom, but I like the old-fashioned version, myself.
（ what can he say, he's ancient, it's a whole thing. ）
... We can do that. [A little breathlessly said, he finds himself shifting forward at the touch between his legs, brushing against the front of Cy's body.] We'll have to find somewhere remote in the Vale, but it shouldn't be too difficult. Maybe we could find a spot close to that first place we ever went. On a date. It was under a tree.
[Cy allows him to be insufferably romantic without consequence.]
（ he's thorough in cleaning this well-loved place, sliding his hand along the shaft, and then dipping down between his legs as he presses a kiss to sasuke's cheek. ）
It means a lot of things in Earth culture — chastity, hah. A declaration of love, protection from evil. It can grow in the presence of great heroism, or great hatred.
（ and sasuke will know full well why that matters to both of them. ）
If I had a Chiskikani plant, I'd use that, but c'est la guerre.
[How dare you kiss him on the cheek when his mouth is right here? Sasuke tilts his head, chasing Cy's lips, pressing them together in a firm seal. Then he kisses him again, staggering the flow of conversation but hardly caring in the moment.
Those last words, though —]
Ah. I have something for you, but it was supposed to wait for the engagement ceremony. Somehow my plans keep falling out of order. [A sigh, though it's clear from the look on his face that he's not truly bothered.] Seeds from Chinoon. If you want them. But we should plant the basil as well, because I like that description.
Seeds from Chinoon. [Yes, you heard right.] Seven. I don't actually know what plants they are, but I assumed you would have a better idea if you saw them.
[He does notice that Cy's tone has shifted in that specific way of when he's changing between languages, but he makes no comment.]
（ when sasuke is using more words than cy, you know there's a problem at hand. he hasn't pulled away at all, but he's stopped moving — hand stilled where it rests between sasuke's hands as if he's simply forgotten he has the wherewithal to control his own motor function. ）
[It's not something he was purposefully withholding; he had planned to tell Cy when he gifted the seeds to begin with. But — the lack of reaction does earn his attention, observed carefully.]
It wasn't dangerous. Or sexual. [Look, it has to be specified in a place like this.] If I lost, I would have owed him a favor. But I didn't lose. So as a reward, I was able to ask for something I wanted.
（ which he is going to do right here in the shower, thank you. at least he tugs sasuke along with him into his lap, leaning in against his shoulder. sasuke could have asked for — anything, and he asked for that? the kindness of it is so fucking overwhelming that the next breath is a struggle, chest painfully constricted by an intricate web of tender emotion that — immediately results in another egg, sheltered in the minimal space between their bodies. ）
[Sasuke goes with him unresisting, settling into his lap, arm around the man's shoulders to draw him in securely, protectively.]
Are you okay—
[—only to be interrupted by another egg. The question snags in his throat, immediately cupping his palm under it before it can roll off and crack open on the tile.]
... Um. That was definitely you. [what is HAPPENING] You made an egg.
（ theRE ARE TOO MANY THINGS COMPETING FOR HIS SANITY RIGHT NOW THANK YOU which is why he takes the egg, does the math, and yeets it immediately to join its eggy brethren in the other room. gently, obviously. ）
Sasuke I'm like three seconds away from a panic attack can you please just let me sit here quietly a minute.
But his attention narrows itself back onto Cy at that, concern clear on his face. He lifts his hand, rubbing up Cy's arm in an attempt at physical comfort that — does not come to him naturally, yet is still worlds improved from what it once was.]
（ he does — sheltered against sasuke's shoulder while he takes deep, meditative breaths. he's not even sure why it inspired such a reaction in him, except that it has and it's no doubt something he'll need to unpack. the mention of his home, combined with sasuke's thoughtfulness, just... intermixed in a way that winded him.
after a few minutes have passed with the steady drum of the water and of sasuke's beating heart — ）
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Wait, was that you? Did you do something?
[Equally startled and dubious, he reaches for the egg in the crook of Cy's knee so that it won't get accidentally squashed, tucking it against his belly with the first one.]
... Can you bring over a blanket?
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（ help???
he obeys, of course — though blankets are hard to manage because they're so fucking twisty, and getting one over to them without clipping through the mattress or sheets is a tough sell, this means he extricates himself gingerly from the... nest? and hefts himself up to his feet, going to get a blanket from the bed.
on return, he assists sasuke as they turn it into a (better) nest, and gentle nestle all the eggs down into it. ）
I'm pretty sure I don't spontaneously spawn eggs. If I do, whew, that's a god-power I never knew about. Seems kinda counterintuitive to war. Unless you need to feed an army.
（ who lets him talk. ）
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[Cy didn't even suggest it... And yet...
He's meticulous about arranging the blanket, spreading it between his open knees and, with Cy's aid, tucking all of the eggs into a softer, warmer circular nest. He does extricate himself briefly in order to tug on Cy's hand, requesting the hand signals that will turn him back into his normal form. Sorry, no more leaky titties.]
We should clean ourselves up in the bathroom, but I don't want to leave them alone. We can take turns.
[Helicopter parent tendencies begin.]
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Sasuke, my hand to god, you can make clones.
（ leave? a clone? to watch them??? ）
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This is one jutsu he's learned to do on his own, so once he's stepped back, he forms the seals quickly one-handed. And — in a blink, another copy of him appears, standing in the room with the same dour little pout. Also fully naked.]
Move the eggs to the other bed, [he points.] And then watch over them. Make sure they stay warm.
[The clone silently obeys, just as Sasuke reaches for Cy's wrist to tug him toward one of the best new additions to their suite: a private bathroom. No time to ogle his clone's ass.]
Come on.
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with a sigh, he lets sasuke tug them for the shower, shifting in lovingly close to kiss the side of his neck. ）
Anything we need to talk about with regards to the scene? We got spicy a few times.
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[There's a tease in it as Sasuke closes the bathroom door behind them, hand reaching up to gently unbuckle the leather collar from around Cy's throat.]
I recall that you asked me to marry you. Technically I did it first, but that was before the scene.
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I did.
( he leans in to steal a kiss, pressed in against the boy's mouth. )
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[He lets himself be steered back, chin tilted slightly up to catch the kiss and return it, a low hum between their lips. One hand seeks the shower faucet, ensuring they're out of the spray when it starts out cold.]
But I meant it when I said I'd do it properly. Yuino. [結納 — Cy might know its cultural significance, by knowing his language.] My clan used to celebrate those kinds of ceremonies officially, but... even if it's only the two of us, I don't care. You mean everything to me.
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We can do everything as traditionally as you want.
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[He doesn't want to seem selfish by dictating exactly how it's done. While Cy washes him, his right hand spans over the man's broad back, tracing the definition of muscle under the slick water.]
It's for both of us.
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（ then, perhaps a little suggestively as he works lower, gently cradling sasuke's cock to clean it — ）
And then you get to fuck in the dirt. It's supposed to be ceremonial, so the most 'modern' iteration I was around for was just smearing a bit of the dirt from your homestead on each other and running off to the bedroom, but I like the old-fashioned version, myself.
（ what can he say, he's ancient, it's a whole thing. ）
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... We can do that. [A little breathlessly said, he finds himself shifting forward at the touch between his legs, brushing against the front of Cy's body.] We'll have to find somewhere remote in the Vale, but it shouldn't be too difficult. Maybe we could find a spot close to that first place we ever went. On a date. It was under a tree.
[Cy allows him to be insufferably romantic without consequence.]
Did you already have a plant in mind?
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（ he's thorough in cleaning this well-loved place, sliding his hand along the shaft, and then dipping down between his legs as he presses a kiss to sasuke's cheek. ）
It means a lot of things in Earth culture — chastity, hah. A declaration of love, protection from evil. It can grow in the presence of great heroism, or great hatred.
（ and sasuke will know full well why that matters to both of them. ）
If I had a Chiskikani plant, I'd use that, but c'est la guerre.
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Those last words, though —]
Ah. I have something for you, but it was supposed to wait for the engagement ceremony. Somehow my plans keep falling out of order. [A sigh, though it's clear from the look on his face that he's not truly bothered.] Seeds from Chinoon. If you want them. But we should plant the basil as well, because I like that description.
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What?
（ excuse me did he hear you correctly??? ）
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[He does notice that Cy's tone has shifted in that specific way of when he's changing between languages, but he makes no comment.]
Sorry. It was supposed to be a surprise.
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（ when sasuke is using more words than cy, you know there's a problem at hand. he hasn't pulled away at all, but he's stopped moving — hand stilled where it rests between sasuke's hands as if he's simply forgotten he has the wherewithal to control his own motor function. ）
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[It's not something he was purposefully withholding; he had planned to tell Cy when he gifted the seeds to begin with. But — the lack of reaction does earn his attention, observed carefully.]
It wasn't dangerous. Or sexual. [Look, it has to be specified in a place like this.] If I lost, I would have owed him a favor. But I didn't lose. So as a reward, I was able to ask for something I wanted.
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I have to sit down.
（ which he is going to do right here in the shower, thank you. at least he tugs sasuke along with him into his lap, leaning in against his shoulder. sasuke could have asked for — anything, and he asked for that? the kindness of it is so fucking overwhelming that the next breath is a struggle, chest painfully constricted by an intricate web of tender emotion that — immediately results in another egg, sheltered in the minimal space between their bodies. ）
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Are you okay—
[—only to be interrupted by another egg. The question snags in his throat, immediately cupping his palm under it before it can roll off and crack open on the tile.]
... Um. That was definitely you. [what is HAPPENING] You made an egg.
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Sasuke I'm like three seconds away from a panic attack can you please just let me sit here quietly a minute.
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But his attention narrows itself back onto Cy at that, concern clear on his face. He lifts his hand, rubbing up Cy's arm in an attempt at physical comfort that — does not come to him naturally, yet is still worlds improved from what it once was.]
I'm sorry. Take the time you need.
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after a few minutes have passed with the steady drum of the water and of sasuke's beating heart — ）
What do they look like? The seeds.
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[His hand finds the back of Cy's neck, fingertips gently stroking into wet hair.]
And they're this deep, dark violet color. It's beautiful. I can show you once we're done cleaning up. I've been keeping them in my things.
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a rare 1/2
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are we free
revives this days later (text, 2 days post eggpocalypse??)
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this is the most disgusting thing i've rped (two characters being cheesily in love)
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ftb...