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Qrow is great in bed.
That’s not even a brag, the reviews are in.
He’s put in the time, effort, and practice, and half the people not complaining about the results are ones who can’t stand him on a normal day, so. That’s gotta count for something.
Sure, dating an immortal is intimidating in the bedroom department, but even with millennia of experience Ozpin has got a lockdown on cloistered and restrained. Not to mention the reincarnating; maybe there were some kinkster versions in the past, but Qrow’s learned what this body likes well enough to consider himself an expert.
Stressful’s a great word for the job they do, and he’s gotten pretty good at recognizing when those levels have gotten high enough for their illustrious leader that they need taking care of. And hey, he’s not complaining about their arrangement, that’s for sure. Comfort’s never really been his strong suit, but Oz deserves the break and he’s got his own ways of helping.
And he knows he’s doing a stellar job at it.
(He has to be. What else has he got worth taking the risk for?)
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Ozpin is experienced.
He has inherited millennia of countless trial and error, enough to make him something of an expert in many things, relationships not least among them. He is a headmaster, a leader, an immortal with a legacy stretching longer than the name Remnant itself, and all those aspects are integral to the reputation he must maintain. Regardless of what may have been overwritten of any parties involved to get there.
Which is not to say he’s flawless at any of it, of course, not by any means–he’ll be the first to admit his shortcomings, and they are heavy and numerous. But the important thing is that he’s learned from them. The cracks they’ve made in his resolve are irrelevant.
He has kept humanity standing in defiance of Salem’s rage–faltered in places, certainly, but never failed, not in the way that matters most. He excels at support, maintenance, optimism: all of which he’s happy to bring to a relationship. Qrow’s expectations in himself may not be high, but that’s all the more reason that he deserves someone who can elevate him and ensure he sees the best in himself. Deserves it so much more than Ozpin ever could.
Qrow loves him, as he loves Qrow. He knows Qrow would be there to catch him if he ever fell.
But even with Qrow he is not allowed to truly fail.
(Love is conditional. Salem taught him that.)