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Would it bother you if the reverse was true?

[He feels the cuts along his ribs and the ribs themselves.]

[ since he died he has them all again ]

... Mm. It probably would. I won't do something like this again. Next time, I'll value myself more.

You're priceless now.

[Said so deadpan as he pushes hard enough to crack a rib.]

Don't ever forget that.

[ there's an immediate grunt of pain, followed by a few harsh breaths at that - and once again he reaches for him, hand on his shoulder and holding it tight ]

—Nngh.

[He considers breaking the rib entirely and digging it out, but... Mochi has suffered enough damage. The injury will just be a point of pain he can utilize if he needs it.

He takes Mochi's free hand into both of his own running circles along his palm with his thumb.]

I could ask who you traded with, but I don't care. I hate them all.

[ It's probably a good decision — the game did take a lot out of him, and though the pain is welcomed when it's inflicted by him, putting on a limit is better. ]

One of the teams I traded with won. That — does make the effect of this game easier.

Why? Because you were finally useful?

[Leaning forward and putting the weight of one elbow right outside the area of the injured rib.]

[ keeping his hold on Haruki's hand, squeezing a little as he feels him shifting ]

No. I just wanted to help Yuki.

Oh, that boy.

Does he mean more to you than the one on Snail that left?

[ what a question ]

... It's different.

Yuki was the first human who truly understood me. Before you arrived here there was no one else. But he can read right through me and though his experiences haven't been the same as mine, they ring similar enough.

He was the first one to tell me I deserve to be alive.

[His 'what is an important person' scale is kind of skewed.]

So you gave him your organs? He should have given you his.

He can heal, so he took care of me after. But I did take something from him too.

I don't like it.

Oh? Is that jealousy...?

Again. Your fault.

[He presses lightly on the joints of Mochi's hands where he knows more visible doll joints used to be.]

You really are trying to drag me down to your level.

[ There's a soft hum at the gesture. He wouldn't like anyone else to bring attention to where they used to be, but with Haruki, it's fine ]

I like it.

But you will just have to remind me who I belong to, mm?

You like bringing me down to your level? What a brat.

[He keeps mapping the old joint across his fingers and wrist.]

I was tempted to fuck you with your own bones, but even I can tell you are at your limit. So you'll just have to imagine it.

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[ ... Well. He's certainly imagining it, and he even lets out a short, breathless laugh - his free hand pulling him just a bit closer so he can start kissing at his jaw ]

That would have been exceedingly cruel, don't you think?

[ not that he minds that. It's obvious with the way he says it ]

Ah, but maybe I want to be the one to fuck you this time. I promised, didn't I? That I'd adore you properly.

You'd still like the idea.

[He tilts his head down for a proper, messy kiss.]

Speaking of cruel, I could be adored, but you were giving yourself away earlier. I don't want to feel second best. You will have to try very, very hard.

You're the only one I'd let fuck me with my own bones. Isn't that already something?

You know I'm greedier than that.

[Though he does seem somewhat appeased.]

Adore me, but I still want you beneath me.

That's fine to me.

[ there will be time for him to stay above him, after all. One step at a time. But for now he moves both hands to take care of Haruki's clothing that he hastily put on earlier, discarding it and then shifting to kiss his neck again, biting, clearly wanting to mark him too ]

You are my god after all. The only one I could swear allegiance to.

[He all but purrs, enjoying the bites as he dips his head close to his ear.]

I will give you purpose so you will never feel empty again.

[ he keeps with those kisses, letting out a soft hum at the words - is hands moving down his hips and then to his ass ]

Is that what you want? Then what about you? Have you found your purpose?

I am the Everlasting Lord of Arcane Wisdom, Archon of Sumeru. One who holds a supreme gnosis for which I was created for.

What more could I ever want?

[He says as he rolls his hips into his hands and turns his head to kiss him. To steal his lips, the air from his lungs, his very being if he could manage it.]

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