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The sun slowly dipped below the horizon, the sky now painted hues of orange and pink as evening time fell over Sumeru City. Another day over.
Tighnari sighed contentedly as he lay with his head resting gently in Kaveh’s lap, the architect’s nimble fingers tenderly stroking along the soft, fluffy ears that drooped lazily on Tighnari’s head. In Kaveh’s other hand was a small glass of wine, his eyes looking over some plans that rested on the arm of the sofa they sat on.
Cyno was snuggled up close, his cheek pressed against Tighnari’s tummy, and his strong arms draped across the fox’s waist, holding him securely as the three spent a calming moment together.
Alhaitham had already retired for the evening, fast asleep in his bed. Not every night was a cuddling night for the scribe and his partners wouldn’t have him any other way, respecting his wishes.
Their blissful silence was interrupted by a huff from Kaveh, who took a long sip of his wine.
“What’s wrong?” Tighnari’s tired voice spoke from his lap, an ear twitching from the slight jostling movements.
“The client requested some changes, and it just ruins the entire plan I created for them,” Kaveh’s voice was laced with frustration as the hand that was idly stroking Tighnari’s ears now pinched the bridge of his nose. “Now I have to start from scratch.”
Tighnari reached up, the movement stirring Cyno slightly which earned a small sound of protest and started to rub away gently at Kaveh’s frown lines. “No frowning. You should just call it a night and start again in the morning after you’ve had some rest.”
Kaveh sighed and grabbed onto Tighnari’s hand, placing a soft kiss upon his palm before gently lowering it back down. “I wish I could, but with the deadline around the corner, I can’t waste too much time.”
“Nari’s right,” Cyno’s voice mumbled against Tighnari’s tummy, the vibrations almost forcing a giggle from the fox. “Rest is important. You won’t be able to create your best work if you’re slowed down.”
Kaveh groaned. “Fine. I doubt you two will let me get away with continuing now, anyway.”
Tighnari and Cyno shared a same look of smugness at their persuasiveness. Both were stubborn but it did their relationship a lot of good more times than not.
Kaveh finished the last of his glass and gently tapped Tighnari’s nose, which scrunched up. “Come on, let me up, I need to put this in the sink before we go to bed,” his hand tapped the now empty glass.
Tighnari tried to move, but Cyno kept a firm grip as he groaned in protest at the movement. “Come on, Cyno.”
“Nn.”
“Cyno.”
“Nnn.”
Kaveh knew this wasn’t going to end well, so he squeezed himself out from under Tighnari, who landed with his head now on the plush cushions of the sofa and no longer Kaveh’s thighs. A downgrade in his honest opinion.
Kaveh then left the room to complete his task of placing the glass and other dishes in the sink. Tighnari leaned up on his arms to look down at the lazy Cyno still gripping onto him.
“Are you not going to let go?”
“Nope,” Cyno almost sounded half asleep, but his grip was quite the opposite.
“Not even if I do this?” Tighnari’s fingers gently scribbled at Cyno’s defenceless ribs, earning a small groan and a muffled giggle as Cyno began to nuzzle his face into Tighnari’s stomach to try and block out the sensation. “Still no?”
“You’re fighting dirty…”
“Well, you’re not giving me much of a choice here, are you?” Tighnari kept his fingers gently scribbling, not enough to get some real laughter from the general, but enough to get him twitching and giggling. “Cyno?”
Tighnari noticed that Cyno had raised his head to then lift the barrier of his shirt that protected the forest ranger’s skin.
“Hey, no, what are you- Hehehey!”
Tighnari broke out into sweet giggles as Cyno began kissing at the bare skin of his tummy. The lummox knew full well that this tickled the fox, and he could feel the smile on his lips as they kiss around his navel.
“Cynoho!”
Tighnari’s tail flicked to and fro, betraying his enjoyment of the situation and Cyno took that as his opportunity to keep going. His lips planting tickly kiss after tickly kiss until the general reached Tighnari’s bellybutton and before he knew it.
“Pffffbbt”
“AHAHA! Dohon’t!”
Tighnari used both his hands to push Cyno’s head back away from his stomach after the offending raspberry was blown into bellybutton. The grin on Cyno’s face was endearing yet something that Tighnari wanted to wipe clean off.
The general planted kisses up his stomach, up his chest to his chin then lips.
“Time for bed,” he declared, finally removing himself from on top of the fox. Tighnari barely had a chance to sit up before Cyno lifted him up into his arms, bridal style and began to head towards their bedroom.
“How romantic,” Kaveh jokingly commented as he followed not far behind.