（ there's a breath of laughter, and then cy leans in to kiss him with an aggressive sort of playfulness, bending him backwards like someone chasing a cat that isn't quite convinced it wants to be petted but isn't actively trying to escape. ）
I really had to untangle my brain there for a sec, because I absolutely thought you meant being a worm wasn't a theoretical.
[Just for the sake of it, he puts on a show of resistance — craning away without any intent to actually escape the kiss, or the arms that hold him. It is a playfulness that still often surprises him, perhaps more so for how easy it is to return.]
You're ridiculous.
[Yet his face is warm, and there is an undeniable softness to the words on the hinge of that affectionate declaration. I love you. He could hear it for the rest of his life and it would never become tired.]
(fade to marathon sex + collars + probably sasuke crying again)
Oh yeah? And yet you're still here, so what does that make you?
（ cy rubs their noses together with an aggressively playful motion, and then he hooks his hands under sasuke's thighs, pulling him back into the ease of his embrace. ）
C'mon, sweetheart. The collar ain't properly christened until I paint your guts while you moan like a wanton whore.
（ he nips at the boy's jaw, one hand exploring his chest, rolling a nipple between thumb and forefinger. ）
If you can walk in a straight line tomorrow it'll be a personal failing of mine, actually, so let's get a head start to spare my ego.
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I really had to untangle my brain there for a sec, because I absolutely thought you meant being a worm wasn't a theoretical.
（ language is funny like that. ）
Then follow me. I love you.
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You're ridiculous.
[Yet his face is warm, and there is an undeniable softness to the words on the hinge of that affectionate declaration. I love you. He could hear it for the rest of his life and it would never become tired.]
(fade to marathon sex + collars + probably sasuke crying again)
（ cy rubs their noses together with an aggressively playful motion, and then he hooks his hands under sasuke's thighs, pulling him back into the ease of his embrace. ）
C'mon, sweetheart. The collar ain't properly christened until I paint your guts while you moan like a wanton whore.
（ he nips at the boy's jaw, one hand exploring his chest, rolling a nipple between thumb and forefinger. ）
If you can walk in a straight line tomorrow it'll be a personal failing of mine, actually, so let's get a head start to spare my ego.