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You are a menace.

[He leans in, kissing him briefly.]

Anytime.

I'll always want to help you. You're mine, you know?

[He kisses back.]

I'm yours. You know me. Hero brain.

[He lays back and just pulls Red Son down to snuggle with him in the nest.]

I know. [He lets himself be tugged along and nuzzles his neck.]

If doing all this is helping keep yourself together for helping Macaque, I'll let it slide until we have that sorted.

But only until we have that sorted.

If this isn't helping, however...

I mean...it kinda helps? Doesn't make the pit go away. But helps me ignore it. Distractions help too. Been doing that a lot.

...Probably getting drunk too much.

That's why I wanna get rid of the Weremonkey. Just make sure it doesn't get in the way. I won't have to worry. It'll help.

You should definitely be getting drunk less. You don't have the constitution for serious drinking yet. If you need distractions, you can ground me more.

I can try, as long as you're not going to regret losing the training tool.

Okay. I'll remember that. Grounding you will make me feel better. I won't wake up feeling empty.

[A little slip there. MK nods.] I won't. It's time.

Feeling empty?

[Mk went still for a moment. Oh. He said that part out loud.]

Can we talk about that after you try to cure me? I...need to think on how to explain it. Please?

...okay.

But that is definitely still under bulldozer because that is a very worrying thing to hear.

I know. Bulldozer still in affect. [MK nods. He reaches over and grabs the scanner and holds it out.]

Here you go.

[He takes the scanner, other hand going to his cheek. Leaning down to kiss him.]

I love you.

[MK kisses back.]

I love you too.

[The kiss lingers, setting the scanner beside him. The air in the room getting warmer as air swirls around them. Hands moving to trace circles over his chest.]

[Mk keeps kissing. He presses into the hands as they move over his chest. The air grows warmer and Mk likes it. He's used to it by now. He trusts Red Son.]

[Touch energy helps. As does desire, slowly deepening the kiss to add to his seasonal magic. A warm breeze filtering through the room, hands exploring slowly. Pulling back just enough to murmur again at his lips.] Breathe deep.

[The warmth and breeze feels good. It relaxes MK. He breathes in deep, drawing the warm spring breeze into the bottom of his lungs. Then slowly he exhales it. Then does as he's told again. He breathes in deep.]

[Red Son's mouth moves along his jaw, and neck. Light, gentle kisses, but leaving MK free to breathe deep.] Good boy. Keep going. [A soft murmur as he follows the flow of the air as he breathes deep, letting the magic reach out for negative energy to purify.]

[The energy flows through MK. It runs along his energy channels and deep into his body. It seeks out the curse. MK breathes in and out, deep and slow. It draws the energy in and he doesn't resist it. Red Son will feel as it moves through Mk that there is no negative energy. No curse.

It's gone.]

[Red Son kisses his neck a while longer, letting desire and touch energy hum through him, letting his seasonal magic move through MK.]

[And feels nothing.]

[There is a pause, a frown against MK's skin.]

[He shifts, straddling MK properly.] Touch me. Slow, but trying to work me up. [A little more blunt than his usual seducti9n attempts, but his mouth is back on MK's neck, nibbling and kissing over the length of it.]

[MK relaxes under the kisses and touches. Then Red Son stops. Noodle Boy looks up at his prince and blinks. The command is blunt but MK has no problem doing as he's told. Fingers slide under Red Son's shirt and up his stomach. Nails drag against skin as he rolls his hips up against Red Son. He tilts his head to give complete access to his neck. He moans as his hands trace over Red Son's sides and then up his back.]

My Prince~ [He moans the nickname before he drags his nails down Red Son's back slowly to tease and try to work him up.]

[Red Son has to be sure and the best way to do that is to up the right emotions. Joy is a little hard when he's confused and concerned, but MK's hands on him does plenty for desire. His own breathing stutters as MK grinds up against him, as he feels the nails along his skin, and the affectionate nickname.]

[He shivers and keeps kissing along his neck, more idle as he's more focused on the magic, letting the air move around them, reaching for the negative energy.]

[Its]

[Really not there?]

[MK's hands keep tracing and his lips move to suck on Red Son's lobe. He purrs. The energy easily travels through MK's body. It seeks through the channels of power he already has. Yet there is no Weremonkey energy. No curse. Nothing.

It's like it disappeared all on its own, somehow.]

[Red Son shivers as his lips travel, a small purr rumbling in his chest. Desire present. Strong. And it's....]

It's....it's gone.

[MK licks the lobe and is about to bite when the words come out. He stops for a moment, processing what is being said.]

Gone? But I didn't feel...like it's just gone gone? Like it went away on its own?

I...I guess?

[He sits up more, on his elbows.] I can't feel anything at all.

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