[That deep wellspring of affection with Cy beside him, cradling one of the unhatched babies before setting it in place, falls like an avalanche on his head. The feeling is so poignant after their conversation in the shower that it seems to build in his chest, overfull — and another egg pops into existence right alongside its brothers and sisters.]
( cy leans in close, lifting a hand to the back of sasuke's neck to pull him close. with a nuzzle at his cheek — )
I love you beyond all reason, and I want to carry your name until the heat death of the universe. The only thing stopping me from fucking a child into you right here and now is knowing that kids are a massive hindrance to all the kinky things I want to do to you first.
( he bites gently at sasuke's throat. )
I want to pierce your skin so other people know you belong to me. I want to collar you forever. I want to choke you on my cock until you pass out, and I want to soothe every hurt you've ever had until pain is just a memory for you. Sasuke, will you raise magpie babies with me?
[He's heard Cy tell him variations of those words a number of times, but — not at once, a deluge of sentiment containing all of his deepest wants safely shared in their relationship together. He feels his heart beat a little quicker to match the swoop of heat low in his belly — never mind that Cy made him come in the shower, never mind the time they'd spent in the illusion. It's not enough. He wants this for the rest of his life, and then even after that.]
You know my answer. Yes. Of course.
[This time, when another magpie egg appears, it seems to click.]
（ this is clearly playful, said as cy presses a kiss to the bridge of his nose, then his forehead in turn. ）
The humidity needs to be a bit higher than what's in the room right now, uhhh... something like 50? 60 percent? Temp needs to be be between 37 and 38 degrees, and they should be turned a couple times a day so that the heat's distributed evenly. With this many, we should probably separate them to an extent, or at least make sure there's only one 'lair' of eggs — hah, layer — so that there's less risk of one being crushed, or missed to turn.
[His right hand reaches, guiding Cy to lay closer beside him with nothing to separate that space except for the protected bundle of blanket forming the makeshift nest. He bumps their foreheads together gently.]
I don't think twenty-six eggs are enough to describe what I feel for you, but it's... nice. That there's this physical proof. [With genjutsu in mind, as well as their debrief in the shower — it's hard not to feel tender about it. The headbutt turns into a proper nuzzle.] If we take a nap, will they be all right? Or should I make another clone?
[There's that sleepy look in his eyes, guard lowered, comfortable in vulnerability.]
（ — and another egg pops into existence. cy — heaves a sigh, and gentle sets it among the others. who knew that sasuke feeling soft over, as he said, 'physical proof' would result in his own tender feelings, so easily expressed. ）
I'll watch over them. You can rest.
（ he leans over the nest to give sasuke a long, lingering kiss, smoothing his hair back to redouble the gesture against his forehead. then he pulls the blankets up over them both so that the eggs are covered as well, to trap the heat of their bodies and radiate over them. ）
[There's a slight snicker when yet another egg appears, mouth twitching at the corner. A little smug, maybe.]
You're one egg ahead of me now. [what does this mean] I'm winning.
[He finds he isn't chilly at all beneath that blanket, even without clothes and fresh from a shower, curling in comfortably until only his head sticks out of the top, mismatched eyes watching Cy. He's settled on his left side — right arm tucked protectively around the edge of the makeshift nest.]
Hey, they don't have our names on them. Who's to say how many you dragged into existence while I was milking your gorgeous tits, huh?
( he curls up in a mirror of sasuke's position, reaching to clasp his right hand. )
I think I'd enjoy piercing you anywhere. Ears are traditional, nipples — permanently ( as opposed to their one-off in their first slave-adjacent larp, anyways — ) would be hot. People can do all kinds of dick piercings. Mm... belly button?
[His face — flushes a little, self-awareness propagated both by Cy's explicit words about his bodily fluids as well as by a helpless flare of arousal in memory of the act. It's only his own fatigue that keeps his mind from wandering in another direction; his interest in Cy never seems to wane, after all.]
It couldn't have been that many. [Huff.] I feel like nipples might get in the way on a daily basis. They'd chafe on my clothing, wouldn't they?
[Sometimes practicality wins over horniness. Though, most likely he'd get used to even that.]
Not my... dick. [He's not that adventurous, sadly.] ... The other two sound all right. [In fact — the thought of his belly button, in light of genjutsu and their dwelling on the aspect of pregnancy, sticks bright in his mind.] I'll think about it. What jewelry would you choose?
（ sasuke's lucky that their bedsheet full of tiny egg children is between them and thus preventing him from having cy reach across and tweak one of his nipples, alas. but the menace is clearly conveyed in a pointed look to said nipple. like, hello, sasuke's titties are gorgeous regardless of whether he's currently a d-cup or not??? ）
Something simple. Silver, maybe, because I like the way it looks on you. But the rest would be negotiable.
（ his look softens from 'would definitely be fucking you into the mattress if i had an ounce of energy rn' to 'gosh diddly darnit love is in the air', and cy tugs his arm up to press a kiss against his wrist. no, the affection will never cease. ）
I'd enjoy it. Having my mark on you. Something no one else would be aware of unless we let them in on the secret ourselves. Something you could touch whenever we're apart. Maybe I could get a bracelet or something to complement it.
（ he'd have consented to a piercing as well if, you know, his body did that sort of thing. ）
[Why are you looking at his nipples like that? Scandalous. Though clearly the warmth of his own gaze reciprocates Cy's feelings, fingers uncurling as his wrist is taken to stroke along Cy's jaw, cupping at his chin gently.]
I'd enjoy that too. Something permanent. Something that would heal, but that I'd carry with me everywhere, no matter where I am.
[There's a softer, subtle undertone of that solemn recognition — that they don't exactly have control over their presence in this dimension. And while he can't steer too far into the thought, because with it comes a slippery slope of dread and anxiety, this soothes it a little. A piece of Cy he can keep forever.
He's quiet, then, thoughtful.]
I suppose I'm going to ruin the surprise completely at this point, but... I wanted to make you a ring myself.
（ he eyes the egg pile as if daring them to produce another one — hah, he's totally beating the system now, fuckers. ）
Okay, first of all, that's the sweetest thing I've ever heard. Secondly, if you have some sort of ninja power that can make rings, I'm just done. Your world is weird.
（ it's so weird. @kishimoto, he just? wants to talk?? ）
[Yes, Cy is getting a jewel in his ring, what are gender stereotypes? He is literally doesn't know them in this case.]
But yes, it is a ninja power. [Heh.] I can craft earth — manipulating it as I can with fire, but I wouldn't call this a particular skill of mine. I'm just confident I can manage something small.
[Now he looks a little... timid.]
Rings aren't necessarily part of my culture, though. I know they're supposed to be a symbol of that bond between two people, so I was considering it... and if you're interested, then I'd like to do it.
Oh, well, in that case — I'll make the ring, you can make the gem. Can it be purple?
（ like, what's the spectrum we're working with here??? but he asks, mostly because he wants it to match the collar, but also the soft lilac shade of sasuke's left eye. he doesn't voice that innate desire for similarity, but he does lift a hand to skirt his thumb along the strong bone of his brow thoughtfully.
timidity begone. cy grins at him, warmed by the sentiment. ）
Sasuke, you could be offering me flaming shit on a stick, and as long as it was a symbol of love to you, I'd love it. Make me a jewel and I'll figure out the rest. We can design it together. Can you do metals too? I could work from a raw lump.
（ surprising literally no one, yes, he has in fact made jewellery before.
look, when ten thousand years old you are, bored of every fucking job on a terrifying number of planets you too will be. ）
[He sounds thoughtful, not quite making the connection between the selection of that color and anything related to him. It does match the collar, which makes sense. Perhaps Cy is especially fond of purple.]
I don't know. I'll have to try it out and do a few tests first. I've never done this before. Theoretically, metal should be possible too — and I'd like doing that with you. Making the ring together.
[It would be meaningful. Not that it isn't already, but... it just seems right. He reaches up, stroking along Cy's arm in an affectionate caress.]
But then if you're going to give me piercings, you'll also need to make the jewelry for that as well.
（ yes he's not letting you get away with that ignorance, oop. he settles back in his place, that parenthetical curl around his side of the egg nest. idly, he starts the process of turning them, one at a time. ）
I'll teach you how to do it. No guarantees that metal is the only thing I'll be hammering, though.
（ look, sasuke brought this on himself by imprinting on the first hot man who sucked his dick, okay??? ）
[Sometimes your boyfriend-turned-fiancé is Head Empty No Thoughts. He doesn't make the connection at all. Though he does reach to help Cy in the process of turning their eggs, instinctively following the man's lead.]
... [snort.] You shouldn't get distracted when you're handling delicate tools.
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We have to stop whatever this is right now.
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looks at sasuke.
looks back at the egg. then, with a tremendous groan: )
Oh, we are so cooked.
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???
He is also now glancing back and forth between the eggs and Cy.]
Explain.
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I love you beyond all reason, and I want to carry your name until the heat death of the universe. The only thing stopping me from fucking a child into you right here and now is knowing that kids are a massive hindrance to all the kinky things I want to do to you first.
( he bites gently at sasuke's throat. )
I want to pierce your skin so other people know you belong to me. I want to collar you forever. I want to choke you on my cock until you pass out, and I want to soothe every hurt you've ever had until pain is just a memory for you. Sasuke, will you raise magpie babies with me?
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You know my answer. Yes. Of course.
[This time, when another magpie egg appears, it seems to click.]
... We... [What had Cy said?] We cooked. [???]
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（ this is said proudly, grinning at sasuke's adoption of the slang. ）
I think they're emotion based. So, no problem — just don't feel anything all mushy about me for however long this fuckery is happening. Easy.
（ not easy. hilarious, though. ）
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That's impossible for me. The only way it would work is if we were separated, which... [It's his birthday? Why, cruel world?] I don't want to do.
[He frowns down at the eggs.]
We'll deal with it. Even if we make a lot.
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We're gonna parent the hell outta these birds.
（ sasuke might (metaphorically) die, but that's a sacrifice he's willing to make. ）
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[And yet it still makes him feel all warm and fuzzy, easily receptive to the kiss.]
More importantly, how do we take care of them? Is there anything special about getting eggs to hatch besides keeping them warm?
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（ this is clearly playful, said as cy presses a kiss to the bridge of his nose, then his forehead in turn. ）
The humidity needs to be a bit higher than what's in the room right now, uhhh... something like 50? 60 percent? Temp needs to be be between 37 and 38 degrees, and they should be turned a couple times a day so that the heat's distributed evenly. With this many, we should probably separate them to an extent, or at least make sure there's only one 'lair' of eggs — hah, layer — so that there's less risk of one being crushed, or missed to turn.
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The pun is completely missed, though.]
We could get a humidifier. Then separate them into a few different nests. I want to keep them close, though, so we can watch over them.
[Teenager already emotionally attached to his eggs.]
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Yes, beloved. I'll whip up an incubator.
( he's so whipped, actually. )
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[His right hand reaches, guiding Cy to lay closer beside him with nothing to separate that space except for the protected bundle of blanket forming the makeshift nest. He bumps their foreheads together gently.]
I don't think twenty-six eggs are enough to describe what I feel for you, but it's... nice. That there's this physical proof. [With genjutsu in mind, as well as their debrief in the shower — it's hard not to feel tender about it. The headbutt turns into a proper nuzzle.] If we take a nap, will they be all right? Or should I make another clone?
[There's that sleepy look in his eyes, guard lowered, comfortable in vulnerability.]
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I'll watch over them. You can rest.
（ he leans over the nest to give sasuke a long, lingering kiss, smoothing his hair back to redouble the gesture against his forehead. then he pulls the blankets up over them both so that the eggs are covered as well, to trap the heat of their bodies and radiate over them. ）
You should think about where you want a piercing.
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You're one egg ahead of me now. [what does this mean] I'm winning.
[He finds he isn't chilly at all beneath that blanket, even without clothes and fresh from a shower, curling in comfortably until only his head sticks out of the top, mismatched eyes watching Cy. He's settled on his left side — right arm tucked protectively around the edge of the makeshift nest.]
Do you have any suggestions?
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( he curls up in a mirror of sasuke's position, reaching to clasp his right hand. )
I think I'd enjoy piercing you anywhere. Ears are traditional, nipples — permanently ( as opposed to their one-off in their first slave-adjacent larp, anyways — ) would be hot. People can do all kinds of dick piercings. Mm... belly button?
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It couldn't have been that many. [Huff.] I feel like nipples might get in the way on a daily basis. They'd chafe on my clothing, wouldn't they?
[Sometimes practicality wins over horniness. Though, most likely he'd get used to even that.]
Not my... dick. [He's not that adventurous, sadly.] ... The other two sound all right. [In fact — the thought of his belly button, in light of genjutsu and their dwelling on the aspect of pregnancy, sticks bright in his mind.] I'll think about it. What jewelry would you choose?
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（ sasuke's lucky that their bedsheet full of tiny egg children is between them and thus preventing him from having cy reach across and tweak one of his nipples, alas. but the menace is clearly conveyed in a pointed look to said nipple. like, hello, sasuke's titties are gorgeous regardless of whether he's currently a d-cup or not??? ）
Something simple. Silver, maybe, because I like the way it looks on you. But the rest would be negotiable.
（ his look softens from 'would definitely be fucking you into the mattress if i had an ounce of energy rn' to 'gosh diddly darnit love is in the air', and cy tugs his arm up to press a kiss against his wrist. no, the affection will never cease. ）
I'd enjoy it. Having my mark on you. Something no one else would be aware of unless we let them in on the secret ourselves. Something you could touch whenever we're apart. Maybe I could get a bracelet or something to complement it.
（ he'd have consented to a piercing as well if, you know, his body did that sort of thing. ）
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I'd enjoy that too. Something permanent. Something that would heal, but that I'd carry with me everywhere, no matter where I am.
[There's a softer, subtle undertone of that solemn recognition — that they don't exactly have control over their presence in this dimension. And while he can't steer too far into the thought, because with it comes a slippery slope of dread and anxiety, this soothes it a little. A piece of Cy he can keep forever.
He's quiet, then, thoughtful.]
I suppose I'm going to ruin the surprise completely at this point, but... I wanted to make you a ring myself.
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Okay, first of all, that's the sweetest thing I've ever heard. Secondly, if you have some sort of ninja power that can make rings, I'm just done. Your world is weird.
（ it's so weird. @kishimoto, he just? wants to talk?? ）
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[Yes, Cy is getting a jewel in his ring, what are gender stereotypes? He is literally doesn't know them in this case.]
But yes, it is a ninja power. [Heh.] I can craft earth — manipulating it as I can with fire, but I wouldn't call this a particular skill of mine. I'm just confident I can manage something small.
[Now he looks a little... timid.]
Rings aren't necessarily part of my culture, though. I know they're supposed to be a symbol of that bond between two people, so I was considering it... and if you're interested, then I'd like to do it.
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（ like, what's the spectrum we're working with here??? but he asks, mostly because he wants it to match the collar, but also the soft lilac shade of sasuke's left eye. he doesn't voice that innate desire for similarity, but he does lift a hand to skirt his thumb along the strong bone of his brow thoughtfully.
timidity begone. cy grins at him, warmed by the sentiment. ）
Sasuke, you could be offering me flaming shit on a stick, and as long as it was a symbol of love to you, I'd love it. Make me a jewel and I'll figure out the rest. We can design it together. Can you do metals too? I could work from a raw lump.
（ surprising literally no one, yes, he has in fact made jewellery before.
look, when ten thousand years old you are, bored of every fucking job on a terrifying number of planets you too will be. ）
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[He sounds thoughtful, not quite making the connection between the selection of that color and anything related to him. It does match the collar, which makes sense. Perhaps Cy is especially fond of purple.]
I don't know. I'll have to try it out and do a few tests first. I've never done this before. Theoretically, metal should be possible too — and I'd like doing that with you. Making the ring together.
[It would be meaningful. Not that it isn't already, but... it just seems right. He reaches up, stroking along Cy's arm in an affectionate caress.]
But then if you're going to give me piercings, you'll also need to make the jewelry for that as well.
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（ yes he's not letting you get away with that ignorance, oop. he settles back in his place, that parenthetical curl around his side of the egg nest. idly, he starts the process of turning them, one at a time. ）
I'll teach you how to do it. No guarantees that metal is the only thing I'll be hammering, though.
（ look, sasuke brought this on himself by imprinting on the first hot man who sucked his dick, okay??? ）
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[Sometimes your boyfriend-turned-fiancé is Head Empty No Thoughts. He doesn't make the connection at all. Though he does reach to help Cy in the process of turning their eggs, instinctively following the man's lead.]
... [snort.] You shouldn't get distracted when you're handling delicate tools.
[??? Flirting? He's still not good at it.]
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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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