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POST CANON TRIPS WITH FLYNN: For bravestknight

[The world after Blastia was never going to be an easy one, of course. They had all committed to it, knowing very well there would be people cursing their names, with bitter hatred and spite. Even with the combined efforts of the whole world working together - Empire, Guilds and Aspio alike - there would be people who were angry.

And willing to use whatever they could to get back at the Empire and Guilds. Including Giganto monsters, apparently. Yuri shifts on his feet, sword at the ready as he watches the movements of the guards in the valley below. Somehow, this rogue group had managed to capture a Giganto to launch against Dahngrest and Zaphias. Whatever was the first target didn't matter.

Yuri and the rest of Brave Vesperia were here to stop it. And apparently, so was the Flynn brigade. He glances over at Flynn]

The Empire must be feeling really antsy about this if they've sent the Commandant himself to help deal with this group.

[A few years ago, there might have been barbed edges in there. But now, it was just warm amusement at the absurdity of it all. He should have known Flynn wouldn't be content to sit behind his desk while sending out his best knights to deal with this]

What were they calling themselves again?

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True. But you think they'd be money motivated at least.

[When Yuri asks that, Flynn had been taking a bite of stew, and he nearly chokes, coughing. His cheeks flush and he looks at Yuri.]

I think you want to kill me.

[ Hah. Yuri grins, leaning forward to rest his cheek against his palm]

I thought we were just sharing things we planned on after dinner.

I don't mind, just not when I'm taking a bite of soup.

[Flynn clears his throat again and turns giving Yuri a small smile. He reaches out and cups his cheek.]

Are you sure you're going to make me be that loud?

[Yuri leans into Flynn's hand, smiling at him. It's tempting to bite. Maybe after dinner]

What? Are you challenging me now?

We shouldn't. I don't want Karol to end up scarred at such a young age.

[Flynn is trying to be responsible here. There is a small smile on his face when he turns and presses a kiss to Yuri's cheek, happy to have time with him. Sex isn't everything between them, but it's nice when they can just exist together.]

Hah. That would be pretty tragic.

[Yeah, Yuri doesn't want Karol to be scarred either. The rooms were pretty soundproof. He hadn't heard Karol's sleeptalking at all, but...

Just in case. There are some questions he doesn't want to answer.

He bumps Flynn's legs gently with his own, and grins]

Then we'll just have to keep it a little quiet after all.

Yes, I don't want to scare him or making him dread seeing me when I come to visit.

[Both valid points. Even though Flynn is sure Karol has been treated well here, he doesn't know what he's been exposed to by who and also, as the leader of Yuri's guild, he wants to be respectful of his space.]

Definitely not a problem to make sure we keep our voices down.

[When Yuri's leg bumps his, he presses his back against Yuri's the weight comforting and heavy.]

Hah-

[Yuri grins at the mental image. ]

I guess we'll behave. For once.

[Also Repede would probably be much happier too. Yuri finishes his stew, leaving his leg where it was to get enough of Flynn's touch. It's nice.]

Even when we try to behave it doesn't really work out too well.

[Flynn points out kindly as he quietly starts to enjoy his soup. He savors the taste and just takes his time, after all, it's not like he has a lot of chances to be able to enjoy food with Yuri or his cooking these days.]

You know, I miss this.

[Well. They were troublemakers for a reason. Yuri glances over, idly pushing around the remains of his stew. He's warm, satisfied and content]

Having dinner together?

Yes, among other things. Mostly your company.

[He quietly continues to eat until the bowl is empty. He feels warm, and content himself, the fatigue of the day starting to catch up to him.]

Bath? Then bed?

[Flynn is such a sap. It doesn't stop Yuri from leaning in to nuzzle at Flynn's neck to coax him along though]

Gods, a bath does sound--

[Flynn chuckles and turns to kiss Yuri's forehead, nuzzling him gently back.]

You're distracting.

[He grins against Flynn's neck]

Yeah? Can't help it. I'm full of good ideas.

[Tugging Flynn up and towards the baths then!]

--Ah! Yuri, the dishes.

[Flynn doesn't fight him, however, and he just lets Yuri lead him to the baths. They could clean up later, really they could! Hopefully!]

We'll get them later. It's easier to do them in a big pile anyway.

[Not at all concerned about the dishes! Come on Flynn. Bath time]

[The warmth of Yuri's hand on him, and just his voice makes it easier to shrug off responsibility.]

Okay, yeah. Later.

[Success. He'll just lure Flynn into the bathroom and lock the door behind them. There's more than one. They wont be disturbed.]

Glad you see it my way.

[He hears the clicking of the lock, and it makes his hair stand on end. He lets out a slow breath and smiles.]

Sometimes you have the right idea.

[pretending they are respectable people and no shoes are happening here ok ok]

Only sometimes?

[He undoes his cloth belt first, dropping it to the floor. The vest joins it soon enough but then he's getting into Flynn's space to help him out of his clothes. Hopefully nothing with complicated fastenings]

Yes, only sometimes.

[Flynn lets his hands wander as Yuri starts to undress him. After having done the armor undress one too many times, and seeing how frustrated it could make his partner, Flynn learned. He was only wearing his black turtle neck, and the black pants he wore beneath the leg armor.

The worst of it were his boots which he paused to remove before allowing Yuri to continue to touch him.]

If it was all the time I think we'd argue less about how to do things.

[Of course his tone is light. This isn't the time for a true conversation about his lover's recklessness, or his own stubbornness.]

[Yuri appreciates Flynn's consideration in moments like these. He grins, leaning in to slide his hands up under Flynn's turtleneck, slow and teasing]

And we can't have that now, can we? [He leans in, nuzzling at Flynn's jaw]

You wouldn't know what to do with yourself if you couldn't argue with me.

[Pot, kettle. But was anyone keeping track like this?]

[The feel of Yuri's hands under his turtle neck, brushing along the sensitive skin of his torso makes Flynn shiver as he bites back a groan. He lets his fingers brushed up the back of Yuri's neck cupping the back of his head as he pressed his face against the side of his neck.]

I could say the same right back at you.

I dunno. I think I'd have great time convincing you to do whatever.

[ He scrapes his teeth along Flynn's jaw, sliding his hands up further to push up that shirt a little more]

Oh? I'm sure you would. Does it make you feel good to be able to see me do what you want?

[His hands gently brush up and down his hips, pulling him closer so he could press up and grind slowly against him.]

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