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For the past three days this bed has become something akin to a nest. Blankets and pillows scattered all about, curtains drawn shut tightly, the gentle hum of the ceiling fan, and—of course, in the middle of that mess lay two very, very exhausted men. It was late into the evening now, and the two had yet to leave the bed for anything more than food and the bathroom. Both have been far too enervated to do much other than to lie comfortably in each other's arms.

After the grueling fight had finally been concluded, life slowly began its process of reverting to normalcy, healing from the wounds that it had suffered. They seemed content with letting the world go on spinning as their limbs tangled together, fitting like puzzle pieces. 

Their shared experiences of pain and suffering seemed to bring them together more than ever, and they don’t want to leave that bubble of safety that’s formed around their bodies. 

“I have to play the piano.”

Except, one seems a little too eager to begin life again. 

Hyde whines, trying to bury his head deeper into the crook of Licht’s neck. “Licht-tan, rest.” 

His warm lips brush against Licht’s neck, the skin tingling, unused to the touch. Physical affection is still a bit new to the both of them—awkward exchanges of touches, clumsy gestures and kisses—they’re both very unsure of themselves when it comes to it all. It's something they’ve been trying to make happen, though, and so far, it’s felt right.

“My skills will worsen the longer I wait.” Licht says, beginning to attempt to separate from the other. 

But Hyde only clings on tighter, refusing to let go of his heat source—and comfort.

“ Rest .”

“But—“ Licht tried—once again, it’s already happened more than once— to protest, squirming in Hyde’s hold, but the vampire silenced him by brushing his lips against Licht’s, slow enough for refusal, but obviously the other doesn’t feel opposed to the action and only sighs, giving in and kissing him back. 

Hyde smiles, cupping his cheek and slowly climbing over him. They exchange lazy, chaste kisses for a bit before Hyde pulls away, releasing a puff of air, his breath hitting Licht’s lips.

He kisses the side of his mouth, then his chin. Hyde looks up at Licht, fiddling with the waistband of his pants. “Will you let me distract your mind, my angel?”

“Hyde…” 

Licht stares at the vampire for a moment, lips pursed in contemplation. “…Okay.” He finally said, relaxing his body, which had begun to ache again from the movement, clearly also disagreeing with the idea of activity.

Hyde smiled, “I knew you’d come around.” He kisses his lips once more; everything was done with the same slowness and sincerity that has been common for the two since they began the process of recovery.

Licht slightly lifts his hips, and Hyde slowly pulls his sweatpants down and off, setting them off to the side. Hyde shifts his body, his eyes roaming over Licht’s form; he then lowers his head, placing a soft kiss on the small part of exposed skin just above his boxers. 

He stays like that for a moment before he hears a small huff. Hyde glances up, his eyes meeting the others, his lips tilting upwards just slightly. “Is my angel impatient?”

Licht frowns, rolling his eyes. 

“You said you would ‘distract my mind.’ But you’re not doing much distracting. In fact, I’m thinking quite a lot, like how I should kick you off of me so I can go play piano.”

The vampire smiles, his eyes glistening with amusement. “My, you sure are talkative right now. Why don’t you just let me worship your pretty body? It’s the least I can do for my angel; after all, you worked so hard on the battlefield.” He hums, lifting a finger to run along his thigh, feeling it tense under the touch. 

He sighs, his face feeling a bit too hot from Hyde’s gentle words. “Well, just…hurry it up a bit, okay?”

Hyde grins in triumph. “You got it.”

He pulls down Licht’s underwear, exposing his lower half to the cool air. “There you are, my beautiful.”

“I almost think you’re not talking about me…” 

Hyde hums, brushing his lips against the other’s hip bones. “I just don’t want this guy feeling left out at all.” He pulls off his boxers completely, putting them next to his sweatpants. He finds his place in between Licht’s legs, his hands placed gently on his thighs. 

“You gonna start or what? Cause I could be playing piano by now.”

“Yes, yes, my apologies.” He leans down, placing a kiss on his inner thigh. “What a bad vampire I’ve been.” 

Hyde’s mouth finds his pussy, and finally things can get started. With a soft moan, Licht tangles his fingers in Hyde’s dirty blonde hair, adjusting his hips every so slightly and bending his legs more for a better angle. 

He uses his fingers to spread his lips, licking between his folds. 

Soft sighs leave Licht’s mouth; he closes his eyes and tilts his head back, focusing completely on the feeling of Hyde’s skilled tongue. He lets out a gasp as he feels his fang brush against his labia. Fortunately, it was only the side of his fang. 

He presses his tongue flat against his clit in apology, which causes a moan to slip past Licht’s lips. “It’s been a bit since we’ve done this, hasn’t it? I almost forgot to be careful of my fangs.”

The other huffs, “You better start being careful, stupid vampire.” Though, despite the annoyance in his voice, he still scratches Hyde’s scalp softly, encouraging him to continue. 

Hyde chuckles, letting himself be guided back to his pussy. It truly has been a while since they’ve engaged in these activities; for too long their life was at a constant risk of death. Even before the fight with Tsubaki, they didn’t do much like this, too focused on their own personal never-ending battles and fights. Any moment of self-indulgence was purely done for selfish needs; Licht needed something to fill that constant empty ache of loneliness, and Hyde needed a way to keep control when he felt too much like a servant. 

It was never unpleasant, and there was plenty of consent between the two, but it was never like this .

Before, it was a means to an end, but now with each soft kiss, words that mean everything, and the cherished touches, it’s like that part of them never happened. The harmful words and attacks with the intention of hurt changed to playful banter and punches in the shoulder. 

Light laughter and smiles, the look of pure adoration, and—

A sharp hiss through teeth was what brought him out of his thoughts; shooting his head up, he realized his fang pricked the inner part of his thigh. “Shit—“ 

“It’s fine—I’m fine.” 

Licht pants, recovering from the sudden sting after all the stimuli. “It was just my thigh.”

“Are you okay?” 

Hyde leans up, rubbing a hand on his thigh. There wasn’t even blood, but still a feeling of guilt wells up in Hyde’s throat. 

Licht nods. “Are you? You seemed stuck in your head.” Licht looks at him, really looks at him. Hyde feels like a bug under a microscope; it feels like Licht can see everything about him, like he wants to know everything about him.

Hyde blinks, then lets out a sigh, pursing his lips. “Just thinking…”

His eyes have the stupid faraway look that Licht hates so much; with that look on his face, it feels like they’re worlds away from each other, never truly touching in the ways he desires so badly… “Well, whatever you’re thinking of right now can wait.” … Which is why it’s his job to bring him back down to earth again, cradle him in his arms, and try to understand the pain of living through all the different lives he’s lived. 

He grabs his wrist, pulling him up over him. “Should I be distracting you instead? I’m about to give you 0 stars.”

“Sorry, my angel.”

Hyde laughs softly, pressing his lips to Licht’s. He begrudgingly kissed him back, lifting a hand up to tangle within the other's golden-brown locks. 

In the process of kissing, Hyde slowly slips a hand between them, running his fingers along Licht’s pussy, feeling the wetness of arousal.

Licht moans, tugging on the strands of hair subconsciously. Hyde pulls away to look at his face; a warmth spreads through him when he sees the softness in his face, his mouth slightly parted as puffs of air come out. The moment doesn’t last forever as Hyde carefully slips a finger into his cunt, and a gasp escapes Licht’s lips from the feeling.

He massages the pad of his finger against Licht’s insides, drinking in the sight of his debauched look. “My, you look wonderful like this.”

A fluttering feeling makes its way through Licht; he squeezes his eyes shut.

“Shut up and get back down there, demon.” Licht whispers, albeit a bit breathless from the slow waves of pleasure he’s feeling from Hyde’s finger.

The vampire simply chuckles and makes his way back down Licht’s body. He crooks his finger slightly, closing his mouth around Licht’s clit.

There’s something perfect about the way their bodies move against each other, like everything was falling into place as it should. Hyde welcomes each breathless moan into his ears. He doesn’t even mind when he feels those strong thighs squish the sides of his face.

Hyde relishes in these moments, unimaginable tranquility and warmth; for once in his long life, he can welcome this vulnerability and trust with open arms, allowing it to swallow him whole.

Licht runs his fingers through Hyde’s hair slowly, tightening his grip ever so slightly in moments where he feels especially good.

He lets out a gasp as Hyde slides in a second finger beside the first, his back arching slightly.

“Oh, Hyde…” He breathes out, his mouth opening and shutting as he tries to find the words he wants to say; nothing he says will ever properly describe how his heart only beats for him. “You’re so…perfect.”

A shiver shoots through Hyde's spine; he moans against Licht’s pussy, squeezing and rubbing his own legs together to try to gather some pleasure of his own. 

Words of encouragement and praise don’t usually come so easily from Licht, so admittedly, it affects Hyde in ways he doesn’t quite know how to express. Like during their rest time during the war, when Licht would stay up late to comfort the sad hedgehog, Hyde would pretend to have fallen asleep on his lap just to hear more of the soft whispers of words that he cherishes so much.

A tug on his hair makes Hyde blink away his blissful thoughts once again. 

“Hyde, ‘m close.”

Hyde huffs and curls his fingers slightly inside the heat, working his tongue against his clit with more effort now. The only downside of being in this position—which is shocking because he’s face-first in his angel’s pussy, with those thighs tensing and squeezing against his face—is that he doesn’t get to see his face scrunch up in pleasure as his orgasm racks through his body. His mouth falling open and his body shaking in pleasure. 

It’s a shame, but currently his job is to help him through his orgasm, rubbing him with the pads of his fingers and sucking his clit until he’s moving his hips away, overstimulation taking place. 

He slowly slides his fingers out, watching the trail of slick in awe. Licht lets out a huff, squinting his eyes at Hyde. 

Hyde knows Licht is looking at him right now, but he doesn’t dare to look up quite yet; the moment is settling over him, and that same feeling is creeping into his chest once more. 

“Hey.” Licht says all too softly before clearing his throat and fixing his tone into something more familiar. “If you’re done gawking at the mess you made, then go make me a bath. I’m sweaty because of you.”

The other snorts, finally looking up at him. “Shall I add some bubbles too, your majesty?"

Licht’s face relaxes. He knows how quickly he’ll get stuck in his head and how hard it is to break him out if he doesn’t distract him quickly enough. A mundane task like drawing the bath is enough to remind him that he’s still needed and won’t be forgotten. 

He lets out a groan as he closes his legs, joints aching after being stuck in the same position for too long.

“Of course, and add an annoying demon to the list too.”

A grin forms on Hyde’s face, pushing himself up.

“Okay, now you’re pushing it.”