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-Placido closes his eye and rests his head against the cold tile, in pain and confused as to why he's feeling this way. Pain and... confusion and frustration. He tries to call out again but he can't. He scrambles to move forward but he can't move his legs-

K....ir....y....u....

-Placido continues to fade in and out of consciousness. He feels the hot water from the shower beating down on his skin but he doesn’t know how he got there. His shell is severely damaged, eye flickering and parts sparking. It’s giving out, beaten down and at its end. But still, how… did he get here?

He groans in pain and turns his head. Everything goes black. When he comes around again he sees that his mechanical eyepiece has been removed, exposing the circuits of his face. Why. Why did he…? No there had to be a reason. Where was Kiryu? Was he home yet? What was happening?

He’s unaware of the bloody sword and armour in the living room. He doesn’t even recall waking from his sleep state that morning. Just this-

F-Fuck….

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-he groans, hearing Kiryu's voice over the thunder of water in his ears. He tries to call out but his jaw feels too loose, yet too tight at the same time. He grips the edge of the tub and tries to pull himself up. He topples, ripping the curtain down as the upper half of his body falls to the floor over the edge, hips bent at an odd angle, mechanical joints snapping and bending. He rests a shaking hand over the exposed circuits of his face as water hits them and sparks. He's confused, afraid even-

K...Ki....r.....

-Placido continues to fade in and out of consciousness. He feels the hot water from the shower beating down on his skin but he doesn’t know how he got there. His shell is severely damaged, eye flickering and parts sparking. It’s giving out, beaten down and at its end. But still, how… did he get here?

He groans in pain and turns his head. Everything goes black. When he comes around again he sees that his mechanical eyepiece has been removed, exposing the circuits of his face. Why. Why did he…? No there had to be a reason. Where was Kiryu? Was he home yet? What was happening?

He’s unaware of the bloody sword and armour in the living room. He doesn’t even recall waking from his sleep state that morning. Just this-

F-Fuck….

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-Placido continues to fade in and out of consciousness. He feels the hot water from the shower beating down on his skin but he doesn't know how he got there. His shell is severely damaged, eye flickering and parts sparking. It's giving out, beaten down and at its end. But still, how... did he get here? He groans in pain and turns his head. Everything goes black. When he comes around again he sees that his mechanical eyepiece has been removed, exposing the circuits of his face. Why. Why did he...? No there had to be a reason. Where was Kiryu? Was he home yet? What was happening? He's unaware of the bloody sword and armour in the living room. He doesn't even recall waking from his sleep state that morning. Just this- F-Fuck....

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How can you stand to be with someone who can't please you?

Physical intimacy is nice, but it's not what forms our relationship or what I care about most.

Kiryu and I we... connect different. In a way I can't explain. What we feel, and how we love is beyond the need for groping and thrusting.If it happens, it happens.Why are you all so damn hell-bent on digging around in our sexual matters? It's none of your business and I don't appreciate my boyfriend being berated for such silly things. Leave us alone and stop act as if sex is the only thing that holds weight in a relationship.

I love him. Plain and simple.I won't stop loving him. Ever.

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I'm sorry, I...wish I could pleasure you like you need it...

No, Kiryu... I don't want you to think like that.It's okay. Honestly.

I understand that it's something that plagues you. It's not as if this is your choice.I'm not upset. I'm not angry.

I know it upsets you, and I try not to talk about it for that reason.

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Current sexual fantasy?

I just want to be with him. Even if it's once.

That's all.

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How many boners has Kiryu given you?

Plenty. Sometimes sleeping together in bed proves difficult. It's a function I could easily change, but I feel in doing so, I would be upsetting him. He would only feel guilty.

He doesn't need that right now.

I simply deal with the issue on my own.

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Hey.. Uh.. I just want to say thanks for helping Yusei while I was recovering. I appreciate it.

You're very welcome.I felt it was only appropriate to assist him. I couldn't help you at the time...

Bruno, would you believe me if I said I've truly changed?

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So when you combine with Jose and Lucciano into Aporia does that mean your penis gets 3 times bigger

I...-he scowls-

Everything is... in proportion to Aporia's size.

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➥ Seduce me in my ask box. If I can't post it, you win. Anons are welcome.

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-Instead of taking the ice into his mouth, Kiryu’s hands took shards from the cup.  With shaking hands, he pressed the chunks of ice against the inside of his wrists.  He placed another on his breastbone.  It was a trick his grandpa taught him to cool himself down-

There was a dream…you were there…I think…

I was? Was I attractive?

-he gives a weak laugh while gently stroking Kiryu's hair back from his face. His fingers are trembling a bit. His overclocked body is close to having a full shutdown and he knows it. Heh... what a pair they are-

Hey. Doctor's here.

-he kisses his forehead and then steps back when the physician enters-

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Hey, Placido. I imagine it's frustrating dealing with the aftermath of what happened with Z-ONE, but I just want you to know that I think it's wonderful that you and Kiryu are together. He seems to being you great joy and you seem like two gears moving in perfect harmony. I believe you'll always be together. That you've both found true happiness. I don't doubt that your love is deep and strong, and so pure. I'm so happy for you both!

-his mouth opens in shock and then he smiles. His eye softens and then he looks away-

Kiryu is very precious to me. Someone I don't want to be without.He makes me happy. He makes me feel human and loved. With Kiryu there's no despair or pain.My only goal is to see him happy.

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-Placido first calls for a nurse and then asks another for some ice. He returns with the cup of ice chips and hands them to him-

Hey they're coming to look at you now, okay? It's... it's going to be fine.

-Placido worriedly sits next to him with his hand wrapped around Kiryu’s. When he makes what sounds like a sound of discomfort, he looks up and squeezes his hand-

Shh… It’s okay. You’re going to be okay.

-he kisses the top of Kiryu’s hand and then his cheek. God, it’s like he’s on fire… How can he stand this? He doesn’t deserve this. Not after everything he’s gone through-

Everything will be okay some day, I swear. We’ll own a place of our own. Nico and West can stay. We’ll build a life together. I’ll do all I can… everything I can to help you overcome this. Help you heal.

But first you need to get better. You need to get better…

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-Placido looks up and stands at once, hovering uncertainly next to the bed-

Kiryu! What's wrong?

-it's a stupid question. He's burning up and he needs to get his temperature down. Placido knows that there comes a point where high fevers can be near-fatal-

-Placido worriedly sits next to him with his hand wrapped around Kiryu’s. When he makes what sounds like a sound of discomfort, he looks up and squeezes his hand-

Shh… It’s okay. You’re going to be okay.

-he kisses the top of Kiryu’s hand and then his cheek. God, it’s like he’s on fire… How can he stand this? He doesn’t deserve this. Not after everything he’s gone through-

Everything will be okay some day, I swear. We’ll own a place of our own. Nico and West can stay. We’ll build a life together. I’ll do all I can… everything I can to help you overcome this. Help you heal.

But first you need to get better. You need to get better…

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-Placido worriedly sits next to him with his hand wrapped around Kiryu's. When he makes what sounds like a sound of discomfort, he looks up and squeezes his hand-

Shh... It's okay. You're going to be okay.

-he kisses the top of Kiryu's hand and then his cheek. God, it's like he's on fire... How can he stand this? He doesn't deserve this. Not after everything he's gone through-

Everything will be okay some day, I swear. We'll own a place of our own. Nico and West can stay. We'll build a life together. I'll do all I can... everything I can to help you overcome this. Help you heal.

But first you need to get better. You need to get better...

-Placido sets him down on one of the seats and gets him registered, suddenly wishing he’d switched to his more ‘human’ shell. Already he’s getting odd stares. He sighs and pushes his hair back and pulls his hood up. He then takes a seat next to Kiryu, staring at the floor.

There’s a sudden sick feeling inside him though it’s not what Kiryu has (not that he could catch anything, anyway). He wonders, at the heart of it all, what Kiryu feels for him. How far it runs. He’s aware that he himself has fallen hard. Maybe too hard. Perhaps he’s only leading himself to despair once more.

He looks over at Kiryu’s words. He knows who he’s talking about. It’s something he can never give. True comfort. True presence-

I know… I know.

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-he closes his eye as if the words sting him. They burn, but in the best way. Hearing Kiryu say them, even in this feverish state, brings him happiness. True joy-

Shh. Just rest. I love you, too. So much.

-he sits with him for a little over an hour before his name is called. He knows the chances of Kiryu stumbling to the room is slim to none, and he once more picks him up. He's hot... far too hot. Humans don't get this hot, right? It's like he's an overheated computer in desperate need of a cooling.

He sets him down on the paper-covered bed and worriedly touches his brow-

Kiryu... Please... please get better.

-Placido sets him down on one of the seats and gets him registered, suddenly wishing he’d switched to his more ‘human’ shell. Already he’s getting odd stares. He sighs and pushes his hair back and pulls his hood up. He then takes a seat next to Kiryu, staring at the floor.

There’s a sudden sick feeling inside him though it’s not what Kiryu has (not that he could catch anything, anyway). He wonders, at the heart of it all, what Kiryu feels for him. How far it runs. He’s aware that he himself has fallen hard. Maybe too hard. Perhaps he’s only leading himself to despair once more.

He looks over at Kiryu’s words. He knows who he’s talking about. It’s something he can never give. True comfort. True presence-

I know… I know.