
@Vuclan-is-tired
(Instead of punching him…)
Tyr raised a brow before setting his hands on Scipio's side and beginning to tickle him, a smirk on his lips.
(Instead of punching him…)
Tyr raised a brow before setting his hands on Scipio's side and beginning to tickle him, a smirk on his lips.
Scipio started coughing, still lightheaded. "S-Stop that…" He weakly tried to push Tyr away. He was a bit ticklish, but he could force himself to not move or laugh if he really wanted.
Tyr raised a brow before smirking. "Nope." He kissed the others forehead and tickled him a bit more.
Scipio stubbornly started holding his breath again and crossed his arms, not letting Tyr break him.
Tyr sighed. "Please love, don't do that…" He mutters softly, kissing his forehead.
Scipio turned his head away, his face flushed. He hesitated a few seconds before reluctantly allowing himself to breathe.
Tyr smiled. "There we go." he mutters softly, running a hand through the others hair gently. "Wouldn't want you passing out on me now do we?" He asks gently before smiling widely.
"That was sort of the intent…" Scipio mumbled quietly, closing his eyes as Tyr started petting him again.
Tyr shook his head and smiled a little. "Well, I certainly don't want you passing out."
"Why not? What do you care what I do to myself?" Scipio opened his eyes to glance up at Tyr.
Tyr looked at him and sighed. If only I could tell you, my little rose… He smiled a little and shook his head. "I just don't want you getting hurt." He says gently.
"Well, you're a bit late for that one…" Scipio muttered, more to himself than to Tyr.
Tyr sighed and gently took his injured wrists and gazed at the other male with a soft look. "I know."
"I mean… before the ropes…" Scipio continued avoiding eye contact, his wrists trembling in Tyr's grasp.
Tyr looked at the other, his eyes soft. "I will keep you safe. No mare harm will come to you. I promise." He states gently.
Scipio nodded, closing his eyes. His sleeve covered the one long, vertical scar on his left wrist. He'd only tried once, and never again. Never really cared enough to try again.
Tyr gently kissed his forehead and offered a small smile. "I will keep you safe my little Rose." he gently kissed his wrist.
"Okay…" Scipio said softly, opening his eyes to glance up at Tyr from where he was. He still seemed to be a bit anxious.
Tyr smiled gently before standing and ruffling his hair. "Are you hungry, Scipio?" He asks gently. Shade perked at that and wagged her tail.
"I… uh… I guess?" Scipio ran his fingers through his hair to smooth it down a bit. His hair was always super fluffy when he didn't use hair gel to keep it in place, and he wasn't wearing gel when he showed up here.
He nods before waving towards the other. "Then why don't you come with me?" He asks, a little smile on his lips.
"Okay…" Scipio hesitantly stood up beside Tyr, waiting for the other to leave so he could follow.
Tyr left the room and Shade followed obediently, her tail wagging and her tongue lolling out as she padded behind him.
Ragno hopped along behind Shade, whining as he struggled to keep up. Scipio followed Tyr closely.
Shade picked him up and placed him on her back. She walked beside her master. Tyr led him through the halls into the kitchen.
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