leggymaru | GENJI BANZAI

[Well, he didn't like the story before, and he doesn't like the rest of the story now. He listens, though, his golden eyes sweeping over Higekiri's face, searching and studying. He can remember, it's no problem. He can remember the sound of his brother's voice telling it, and the expressions on his brother's face, too.

Idly, he lets his fingers brush against Higekiri's jaw and neck, stroking.]

I'll remember, elder brother. I'll be your memory.

[Like always, no questions asked.]

I'll talk with Junpei-san. Or with Kagachi-san. Perhaps they will both speak to me together. Or they can speak with Nightwing-san... And we will be able to piece together the story further.

[Appreciatively, he peppers Higekiri's face with kisses, feeling fond.]

You did well, elder brother. You really are so amazing.

[well

when hiza lets his fingers brush against higekiri's neck - he might notice the line where it seems like something hit him very intensely against his throat! like he might've gotten clotheslined while filming a sex tape. just possibly.

but he doesn't seem to mind too much - doesn't even wince underneath the touch because he's an idiot, instead just taking all of the kisses and laughing underneath the attention.]

Mm, feel free, feel free. Kagachi was there with me - along with Wukiri... but I will probably end up speaking with Junpei and um... Nightbone later myself.

[but then he's decided he's had enough with these fleeting kisses, instead leaning up to press their lips together more insistently, licking briefly into hizamaru's mouth before he

pulls away like a tease]

I'm surprised I haven't heard anything about the curse this week as well...

[A gentle, corrective interjection:] Nightwing. [Which was going to be a shitpost, but people corrected him immediately.]

If they need me to tell the story, I w--

[Pleasurable lightning ricochets from his thighs to his neck. He chases after Higekiri's mouth, gets a good but unsatisfying kiss, and then tries to chase it more when Higekiri pulls away. His whimper is a very faint noise in the back of his throat.]

Curse...? You mean... touching others... and feeling sick?

["Others" because he has completely blocked out the fact his brother is included in this because--this is totally normal, right? He has always felt like this when touching his brother, there's nothing different.]

[if higekiri was even a slightly better person, he probably wouldn't be so delighted over hearing his brother whimper. but he is not, and that's why his eyes end up lighting up in amusement and a smile curls comfortably on his lips. barely placating at all, he presses another kiss to the corner of hizamaru's mouth]

Mm - not quite. The curse of the demons, of being plagued with seeing your own death, or feeling compelled to do the fucking coitus with another in order to prevent your own demise...

[he runs his fingers through hizamaru's hair, only giving the lightest teasing tug when his fingers reach the end of his locks]

I haven't heard of any afflictions this week... have you?

[Ugh. The taste of roughness is painfully teasing and not enough. He lids his eyes as if he's savoring it, so he's dazed when he opens them and realizes Higekiri has been talking.]

...What? Oh... No, elder brother. [He dips his head, tries not to be horny because his brother! is fucking injured! He's supposed to be concerned!] No one has told me about any curses.

Did you speak to Nikkari-san...? Maybe he would have felt something...

[you can be horny and concerned at the same time? higekiri just looks a little amused at that, leaning in to kiss the curve of hiza's cheekbone because his reaction was cute and deserves a small reward for entertaining higekiri.]

Mm, no... Nightbeak did not receive anything either - so perhaps it is simply more stealthy this week. I wonder how the enemy might've changed...

[a thoughtful hum

but he's awful so he's also just going to shift just a little bit so that he can slot one of his legs in between hiza's, because you can work and play at the same time?]

[He murmurs,] Nightwing, [softly over Higekiri's jaw, not sounding very hard-pressed about the correction.]

If something happens, we can see... what to look for.

[A sharp gasp gets caught in his throat. He quickly reaches down to curl his fingers into the top of Higekiri's thigh.] Elder brother... [He shifts over the leg and then catches himself.]

You're damaged.

[easily:]

Not this leg.

[and it is true, because his left leg is not damaged

but he forgot to tell hiza that the right one is so that's a fun surprise]

Elder brother...?!

[His breath hitches, but there's concern on his face... somewhere... through all the lust. He puts a hand on Higekiri's chest and tries his best to frown.]

You shouldn't make it worse...

Mm... I suppose it should be seen to at some point...

[at some point

because he's just going to let his fingers curl into hiza's hair a little more certainly again, pulling him down so that their lips can meet because apparently it's been too long since the last time that hige got a kiss]

I think it's an.... electrical burn?

[He opens his mouth to say something, but Higekiri just swallows the words with a kiss, and he returns it without any reluctance or hesitation.]

Electrical burn...? Elder brother, please don't take damages so lightly.

[He rubs his kissed lips together gently, brows confused. His hand pushes Higekiri's leg down enough for him to move it from between his legs a little.]

Let me see you, elder brother. I want to be sure you're okay, so let me see your body.

[He's already reaching out to start removing what he can of Higekiri's clothes.]

It's only minor damage, you know?

[HE JUST DECIDED IT ON HIS OWN - but otherwise won't really stop hizamaru from trying to help undress him. he'll allow for it, shrugging off his jacket and his shirt. it looks like there's also a bit of a mark across his neck, a line as though something (wwx) definitely very suddenly clotheslined him. but otherwise he doesn't seem to be too marked up.

he'll help with his pants, easing them off his hips. no further injuries aside from a matching burn on his right calf - similar to the mark that's on his right palm.]

See? I'm fine. I can still use myself.

[sure,]

[Hmmm. No, he still doesn't like the fucking Red Rover clothesline, or the burn on the calf. His fingers ghost over Higekiri's neck, and then take a dodged, soft pass along the leg around the burn.]

Please let me wrap it, elder brother. [He bends down to brush his lips through the middle of Higekiri's chest, kissing apologetically.] So it won't be uncomfortable.

It isn't right for such a pristine treasure to be damaged like this.

[soft as the touch is, higekiri doesn't seem to mind - doesn't wince too badly since not much pressure is being put on it. he just laughs a little bit at hizamaru's words though]

Oh? Am I uglier from it?

[he doesn't sound like he actually cares that much but he has to tease]

[WHY IS ANIJA SO MEANNNNNN AAAAAAAAAAAA

Almost immediately, he jerks his head up and looks mortified.] N-No, elder brother! You're beautiful! No matter what damage you sustain, you will always be a beautiful treasure! [He dives forward and kisses Higekiri fiercely, and then he peppers Higekiri's face with apologetic kisses, down over the jaw and the neck.]

I would never think you were ugly, elder brother.

[haha yea hige's the worst

mostly because he's actually just going to meet hizamaru for the kiss, before letting himself laugh even underneath all the attention and kisses that he gets afterward. his brother's reaction and willingness to reassure him is so funny, and hige will continue to just make fun of him in the most adoring way -

his hands will come up to catch hiza's face - and he winces only briefly when he's already forgotten not to put pressure on his right hand - and then he'll guide their mouths together again, giving him a soft, sweet kiss]

Mm. I think you're lovely too.

[please fix your injuries before you get distracted, you fool]

[He half melts into the kiss and half goes rigid in the shoulders from worry about the wince. It's hard to pull himself away from Higekiri's mouth, but he manages, though his hands stay always in contact with Higekiri's bare chest and sides.]

Stay, elder brother. Let me bandage you, please.

[If he can. Stop. Giving Higekiri kisses. And pull himself away so he can get the first aid kit they almost didn't have because we forgot to buy it from the shop.

It's colder when he leaves to quickly get the box, but warmer when he returns and slides himself back up between Higekiri's legs. He sits with his bent out beside him, letting Higekiri's drape over his thighs so he can wrap the burned calf with breathable bandage, not too tight so it won't sting.]

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