jikan_rpg | December catch all!

Nope, that arm was not completely healed, but it was healing faster here than it would back home. Or course the cast would have been fancier back home but beggars couldn't be choosers. At Riley's comment, Kinn just offers a warm smile and pulls him in closer to kiss the top of his head. "There wasn't much cuddling the past few days." Passing out in blessed, post-coital exhaustion didn't count.

... And then the cat joined in. It made Kinn grateful that he didn't have an animal allergy. At this point, he probably should be thinking of running a rescue out of the compound instead of some luxury resort near Crime Central, Nippon.

"No. Just a loooot of making up for lost time sex."

Please, he knew exactly what had been going on in that other room. Riley was silly at times but he wasn't dumb. Plus, he wouldn't have it any other way when it came to his big brother. Kinn had needed this and he was glad that he had it.

"So Will and I are happy to steal time now."

They were mindful of Kinn's needs, but they had needs too! Will nestled close and grinned. "Porsche wants proof of life. Everyone smile!" He didn't give much more warning than that before holding out the device at a weird angle to get a photo of all seven of them.

Of course there was make up sex! Kinn had to make up almost three month's worth, to be honest. But Porsche could take it. He always took it very well, no matter the state he was in. The thought had him flashing a wolfish grin but Will wasn't fast enough to catch it. Instead, the visage of Kinn was... sulky. He was piled on either side by Fae and then animals all around.

"I might need a flower crown or something, at this rate," he muttered, but that's all he did. He wasn't moving because ... because he didn't want to hurt any of the animals. Yeah. That's it.

Riley was quick to make a kissy face at the camera before laughing. A flower crown was a great idea. "We can either use the one from my birthday that Maglor made me or Will can grow you one. He's a Flower Fae, after all!"

And a strong one too!

Will ignored the sulk and also made a silly kissy face at the camera. Once the picture was sent, he let out a peal of laughter and wiggled in his spot.

"I could definitely make one for you!"

What fresh hell has he landed himself into?! Looking almost utterly defeated, Kinn sighs. "I can't have a flower crown unless it's made of.." ...huh.

"What's the most impossible flower to fabricate?"

"He's a Flower Fae. I bet he can make whatever."

Riley leaned forward so that way he could see Will better. "Do something in red. P'Kinn looks amazing in red. Especially if it's a dark red."

He bobbed his head and smiled happily. "No flower or flowering plant is impossible for me!" Give him a moment to concentrate and voilà! There was a beautiful deep red floral crown that Will was delicately placing on Kinn's head.

Sighing deeply, he allows himself to be wholly assaulted like this! "I suppose I should prepare myself for when the girls try and do this."

Not any random girls. He's talking about the bone-setter's granddaughters. Kinn has been meaning to go back there soon and see how they were all fairing. In no way, shape or form was he going to say he was enjoying this in some freakish fashion. The crown was... okay, so it was impressive. More so that it appeared out of thin air, according to Kinn, than anything else. He's sticking to that story.

"Oh I know what would make the crown even prettier!"

Gently stroking over it, he summoned droplets of dew to rest and then freeze onto the petals. That way they wouldn't fall off easily but also made the crown sparkle in the lighting as Kinn shifted his head around.

"Perfect. Now you're just right for when P'Porsche shows up!"

Little oohs and ahhs slipped from Will as he admired the new additions. He adjusted the crown to sit better on Kinn's head and grinned. "Now you look suitable to be seen by a long-lost lover." Will nodded twice. "He's on his way, too!"

With his mission to find a suitable bribe successful, Porsche stopped at the appropriate door. The box in hand held a selection of cream filled flaky pastries, each sprinkled with sugar. The shop lady assured him it would tempt even those with a complete lack of sweet tooth. He only hoped he hadn't over done it.

He knocked on the door then, considering that he'd been invited, pushed it open. Not certain what he expected even after the picture that had been sent to him, Porsche stopped just steps inside the room. The image hadn't done Kinn justice.

The grin that took over was unreal and he was digging his device out of his pocket without giving it any real thought. He needed his own picture of this. "The crown is what makes it perfect," he managed before he lost the battle to keep from laughing.

Kinn thought ~~hoped~~ that Porsche would rescue him. He. Thought. Wrong.

The look of abject betrayal was what Porsche caught just before the dogs ran over to greet the new person. Kinn, in turn, pointed accusingly at Porsche. "I want my baht back! You're supposed to save me, Porsche!"

However, he didn't jostle everyone (much) on the couch. He was still going to pout and sulk about it!

Riley burst out laughing at Porsche's reaction. Exactly what he'd been hoping for. Quickly, he made sure that Kinn's crown was perfect for the picture then grinned as he posed too. He was right...there...

Wait. His sweet senses were tingling.

"Oh! What do you have? Are those sweets?"

Will laughed, flashing a peace sign for the photo. In case the Fae were thinking about letting Kinn escape, George started kneading his leg. No escape!

At the mention of sweets, Will's eyes honed in on the box Porsche was carrying. Though his eyes were alight, he put on a serious expression. "Are you trying to bribe us?" Because it might work.

"What do you think I'm doing?" he asked Kinn with a last laugh. "And besides, that money was earned and spent long ago." He balanced the box a little higher while reaching with his free hand to greet the dogs, petting each one in turn.

"Bribe is such an unpleasant word," he answered, coming further into the room. "Let's consider this a gift, a gesture of good will." With that he gave the box to Will then crouched in front the still scowling Kinn.

"Looks like my seat is already taken," he teased as he made his introductions to the cat.

Still pouting, Kinn just reaches with his socked feet to surround Porsche's ankles. It was too cold to wander around with bare feet. Hell, it was too cold, period! Nippon was freezing in the winter.

And he pouts even more when the damn cat gets more attention than him! He shouldn't be jealous of a fucking cat! But he wanted Porsche's attention. His eyes slid over to Will and Riley, looking for some sort of rescue. Shit, Porsche gave them the sweets. He was DOOMED.

"Does the ca--George...need to stay on my lap?"

Reaching across Kinn, Riley immediately had his hand into the box and had a treat that he was licking at. It was so fast that if one wasn't paying attention... But then he giggled at the pair. "George, you should warm P'Kinn's neck so that way P'Porsche can use the lap you warmed for him."

Gently, he moved the cat up behind Kinn and he immediately stretched out like he owned the back of the couch. Then Riley patted Kinn's leg like it was a seat.

"There you go! All yours, P'Porsche!"

Poor George! Moved so rudely! But not really. He's content to be where the people are. Even if it's a total coincidence that he's where the people were. Will giggled at how quickly Riley managed to grab one of the sweets, even as he took one out of the box for himself. The dogs followed Porsche back to the couch and laid down so they, too, could be part of the fun.

"Remember," he said to Porsche with a sly grin. "Cuddles of no less than thirty minutes."

"30 minutes," Porsche agreed as he stood long enough to take his preferred seat. As he settled in, he laughed a little to himself, imagining how Kinn's older brother would react if he could see them.

He nudged the crown out of the way just a bit so he could lay a kiss to Kinn's brow but then carefully returned it it's proper place. "The crown really does suit," Porsche observed.

The dogs each got a pat and then one for George. "Are the cuddle sessions a regular thing?"

"Apparently they are now." Kinn could not make it out that he didn't mind this as much as he was letting on. The scowl on his face eased dramatically as Porsche kissed him and he sighed, settling further into the couch as the warmth of people and animals surrounded him.

"You two need to schedule this with my secretary in the future," he added dryly, keeping his good arm around Porsche's waist and his bad arm across the back of the couch.

And this was why he'd moved George. After all, Riley had shared a room and bed (platonically!) with Kinn for several weeks. He knew how the man had needed Porsche. What it had meant for him to create that picture for the mural of the motorcyclist riding Porsche's favorite bike through a city.

Seeing him settle into everything now warmed the Fae's heart and he giggled softly before smearing a little bit of cream from the pastry onto Kinn's nose. "You don't have a secretary, P'Kinn."

"Even if you did," Will chimed in with a grin, "We wouldn't. Cuddles from us are always spontaneous!" He nestled a little closer now that Porsche was settled and wrapped his arms around both Kinn and Porsche. "Now we have you just where we want you! Muahaha!"

Porsche kissed off the cream before Kinn could wipe it away. This wasn't the first time he had been dumped into a brand new world but he could say without hesitation that he much preferred this transition. Barring that hellish loop of course.

"Expect the unexpected?" he asked Will with a grin. Looping an arm around Kinn's shoulders, he made certain to give George enough affection that he wouldn't be too put out for being moved.

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