#replies — ic. lucian sanz

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BASICS.

FULL NAME: Dr. Lucian Juan Sanz

AGE: 43 / actually 110

BIRTHDAY: 9/18

ZODIAC: Virgo

GENDER: Male - Alpha werewolf

PRONOUNS: He/Him

ORIENTATION: Pansexual/Panromantic

OCCUPATION: Therapist for the last 45 years

ETHNICITY: Cuban

FAMILY.

PARENTS: Theresa Sanz (deceased by Lucian), Juan Sanz (deceased by Lucian)

SIBLINGS: Daniel Sanz (werewolf - beta)

PET(S): None

PHYSICAL.

FACE CLAIM(S): Oscar Isaac

EYE COLOR: Brown

HAIR COLOR: Brown / salt and pepper

HEIGHT + WEIGHT: 6’1 & 268 lbs

TATTOOS + PIERCINGS: None

SKIN DETAILS: None

HAIR DETAILS: can be curly but mostly fluffy

SCARS: His back is full of deep claw like scars

SCENT: Mountain air, hot tea with lemon and honey, fresh water river

MENTAL.

AILMENTS: PTSD - nightmares

INTELLIGENCE: People smart and can read them easily, he’s gone through many years of college so he’s very book smart but would never claim to know it all or have all the answers

DISPOSITION: Kind and friendly, willing to reach out and offer a helping hand.

LIKES: Plants, iced coffee, the outdoors, helping others, cooking, cleaning, his job

DISLIKES: his past, his own hurts and crutches, strong scents,

HOBBIES: cooking, working, furthering his education

FEARS: History repeating itself

MISC.

MBTI:

WARDROBE: sweaters, slacks, button ups, cardigans

MUSIC TASTE: jazz and r&b mostly

ABILITIES.

FAVORED WEAPON(S): His mind

WEAPON SKILLS: 3/10

COMBAT SKILLS: 4/10

THREAT LEVEL: 3/10 - 10/10 during a transformation

RELIABILITY: 9/10

CHARISMA: 8/10

INTUITION: 10/10

CONTROL: 7/10

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Lucian is as much for physical therapy as he is mental and for Ryo it is a necessity, he is already planning his next outing to be where Lucian spends his full moons, there is more than enough room and it’s more secluded than where Ryo was today. All in all, Lucian feels accomplished and content with this outcome.

A soft chuckle at the comment, another pet through his hair though as a means of understanding. He certainly wasn’t a dog, mentally Lucian tells him to rest but he doesn’t voice it as not to disturb Ryo and his peace he’s found. He simply lets him have it. The sound that comes next does startle the doctor though, enough to sit up straight and lean into the arm of the couch as much as possible, as if he could get away from the source.

Lucians heart is racing as he watched Ryo morph into a type of tiger, his own type and while beautiful - unprompted it can be a little overwhelming. Ryo, in his tiger form, doesn’t change though. He stays curled up and purrs… a vibration Lucian can definitely feel, “Hm.. Warn me next time, Ryo. Please.” A soft shake of his head, he’s certain any human would have their femur break under the weight of this thing but it’s just a large weighted blanket feeling for Lucian. A few scratched behind his ear before he reaches for his book again and studies. This time leaving his hand in the mane and petting the tiger there. A magnificent creature, and Lucian feels sorry for it. Trapped. He’d do what he could to make this a more comfortable stay for the tiger though and so once he is asleep and Lucian can - he does slip away and start on dinner for the two. He’s certain most of his checks will be going to a supply of meat for the time being but it was fine, he made decent enough money to do so. He does prefer the human form but he won’t say a think, so long as his home stays in one piece… He also doesn’t wake Ryo, instead just continues to make dinner and hopes the smell will wake him and that he’ll shift back on his own.

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With the kind of tiger Ryo was, he assumed it was like a charge sitting in wait and the longer it waited the more restless it became and when it was finally let lose it could be quite destructive and it proves he was right in some ways. Ryo was a charged up creature that needed a way to release a literal charge. As much as Lucian would say cats aren’t his favorite, because they aren’t, he’s… accepting of this one. He’s given the task to help him and he’s doing just that.

Arms raise as Ryo moves to literally curl around him, his whole body nearly. Eyes somewhat wide at the action of the other and he just breathes and lets his hand fall back into Ryo hair, stroking from temple to the back of his neck and back again. “Good boy.” It’s a soft whisper and Lucian is already focused back on his work but he meant it, Ryo did do well with the task given and it worked out in his benefit too. His free had adjusts his glasses as he flips another page over and studies it. He hopes the tiger rests is all, Lucian will try and escape him if he feels Ryo has fallen asleep to make them dinner. He had a full time job but Ryo was another one and he wouldn’t fail him as he saw Raijin do. At least, that’s how Lucian felt about it.

It felt like forever ago that he got to release all the pent up energy. Honestly he had tried his best to keep it inside, knowing that he would get in trouble if he uncharged unplanned. Raijin had warned him about it, that despite being a divine beast there were hunters in this realm happy to take him on. Of course he had said he would find it hilarious if they tried but the kami had not been that amused by it. While a war-happy owner, the god of lightning seemed to be convinced that Raiju would not stand a chance. In a way it had pissed the latter off yet Raijin was also the only person that he would actually listen to. Even more so did he feel fully comfortable now, deeply relaxed, clearly and ready for a good nap. That he was cuddled up against Lucian didn't really register nor matter at this point, something more primal taking over that sought out warmth and comfort. Regardless in what form, in the end the beast was simply a giant cat at heart. There was a twitch at the praise, a raise of a brow followed by the opening of one eyes to glance up. Ryo was unsure of whether he liked this or not, conflicted yet too lazy to get up and complain. Was he a good boy? Maybe. For now. "I ain't no dog." Damned be these weird werewolf things for knowing so well how to stroke his hair. A hum left him, closest thing to a pure that this human throat allowed as arms crossed over his chest and eyes closed back. Despite the warmth it was not as comfortable as it could have been and so, with the sound of a striking electrical current, his body began to morph, to stretch and grow until the couch tipped a little and creaked under the weight of the giant white tiger looking beast. A white tiger yet so different from a real one with long, sharp fangs and a mane like a lion. Finally he could release a proper, long purr.

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Matthew was always so kind and Lucian admired it about him, it was needed in their line of work even if they were in different fields of it. Patience went a long way and it helped when it bled into their day or day life.

“Water…” he sits up finally, a soft smile given in return and a pat to the space in front of him. He’s well aware what Matthew is, he can smell him from miles away but it isn’t in Lucian to act on their usual nature. He’s been through this one too many times and doesn’t put himself in situations that he cannot control. Right now, Both are perfectly fine, safe. “So you’re saying my post full moon bliss isn’t a good look.” A soft laugh with the tease, “I’ll be sure to bring a brush and some beard oil next time.” His smile still soft under the scruff. He would have to be stupid and blind to not ding the long haired blonde attractive but Matthew had a lot more to live for and he didn’t seem interested in the old mentality of things either, but Lucian never out right asked. They sort of just became mutual and then friends and now Matthew usually came after a full moon to find him, “How was your night?” A hand held out for the clothes, even if it was just to drape them over his lap for now.

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He gives a soft laugh at the comment, eyes closing as he lets the sun hit him and focuses on that for a moment, “Unfortunately, that’s not much of my own call during the full moon.” Which, it wasn’t. It’s the years and years of not belonging anywhere or to anyone that leaves his wolf form extremely restless and agitated. He won’t belong to a pack though and he won’t trap a mate, so, he deals with it as he has for the last 60 plus years.

Another quiet chuckle and a shake of his head, “Should I be working for a six pack at my age?” While he’s fit and strong, Lucian is not sporting a body like a twenty year old. He’s softer around the muscles he’s built up. A hand resting on their knee and giving it a squeeze, “Joking, no offense taken.” He nods though and sits up, taking the hoodie and slipping it on, “Thank you. You never have to do this though…” not wanting it to feel like some obligation. It’s a groan that he gets to his feet and slides the rest of the clothes on before sitting next to Michi, enjoying the sun slowly rising, “How was your night?” A genuine question asked, not so much a small take but wondering what the deity does in their free time often. Their relationship hasn’t crossed enough lines for Lucian to recommend a new therapist but he’d be lying if he said he hadn’t formed a crush on Michizane. This isn’t the first time they have seen Lucian like this though, nudity not much to a Kami and a werewolf is the assumption he made early on.

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“Like this? A few hours.” He answers, he’s been out here the whole night but shifting back he’s only been human for a bit. “It’s okay, I’ve got clothes in a bag over there…” a point to under one of the trees, he just hasn’t found the energy to get up and get them but he silently asks William to do just that.

“I’m starving.” A soft smile given, as he always was after a full moon - or in general. Lucian had a heavy appetite almost all the time, it’s part of the reason why he took up cooking was to simply feed himself, “Did you bring something to eat?” Of course his senses high but he didn’t wasn’t to make assumptions what was for him or not.

He and William go back a bit, he’s not ashamed of being naked by any means and since William has seen him post moon before, it’s not the first time he’s seen it all either. The clothes will help if he’s uncomfortable though and that’s the last thing Lucian wants to make the other. “We’re you just on a nature walk or we’re you coming for me?” He asks while dressing once William brings him the duffel bag of clothes.

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Lucian just nods and then listens. It’s not the first time he’s run into someone who feels off about their status. Lucian often felt the same way and that he should have been a beta and not all Alphas want the responsibility given to them. He doesn’t know where Fletcher actually comes from but he can tell there’s been a few things instilled in him over his life. Not something Lucian expects to break in one day or one session but this is a good way to see where Fletcher is at and to see how he can further this along.

There’s a bit of a furrowed brow and some offense taken, “Why do you think omegas are so weak and defenseless?” There’s no pity and Lucan certainly isn’t one to tell anyone to go looking for a mate and a family, on top of it all, Lucian speaks to all people - not just werewolves so his practice has never focused on status but that seems to be the big misconception that Fletcher has. “I don’t know who or what has you thinking you deserve pain, but you don’t. No one does. Actions in our pasts don’t define who we are or who we can become and as long as we live - there is unmeasurable amount of time to change.”

There’s a soft beat that passes before he adds, “I don’t know what packs you have outrun, fought or been a part of before but I can say the one that took you in does treat omegas more equally than most. Especially unmated ones, you can be a hunter or protector and none will force you to mate. It’s done very naturally and ethically there. Which, it doesn’t mean you have to stay. No Alpha here will try and fix you, as you say but they will make sure you have a proper place and will train you if fighting seems to be your thing you can seek out being a protector of sorts… the town though, is also an option. It’s where I stay. If you decide to leave the pack… I’d like you to join me at the very least for a week. And yes, to protect you but also them. The scares between human and us…” a soft hum as if he doesn’t need to say anymore and has said enough. “I won’t force you though. Whatever you decide, I’d like to see you again.”

Fletcher hadn't been with the pack for long. He never was with any pack for long. The moment people got close to caring or even finding he was an omega, he'd run. But this time in his attempts to run before his heat kicked in, he'd gotten caught in a trap. A trap the pack had helped him out of. Which ultimately lead to them finding out more about him. The pack leaders had insisted he speak with Lucian for two reasons. Lucian was trained in this and they thought an alpha might be able to help what appeared to be a distressed omega. He was sat opposite the man in silence. When the silence finally got too much, it was when Fletcher broke it. "I don't see why I'm here. There's nothing to dicuss. I wanted to leave the pack. I left. I got stuck in a trap. The pack brought me back." @ofmagicallonging

Lucian wasn’t part of this pack, or any, but to the select few around it was known he was one of them and he did help when he could. Be it with human nature or their very own.

People, of any kind and nature, need therapy. Need a space to speak freely and about whatever their needs, wants, fears and everything in between. That’s all Lucian was there for. He wasn’t a psychologist, he doesn’t prescribe medication but he does listen and it’s a decent step that Fletcher breaks the silence. “And why did you want to leave?” His voice and tone is easy and calm, a notebook and pen resting on his knee but his focus is on the other, “And, I’m glad they were they were to get you out of the trap…” Because they both know how that could have gone.

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“Well, that’s nice.” He knows of Caspian and his royal line, it was rare that someone as himself would be so open to others - well, it was more rare that it was allowed. Most wanted to explore and broaden their horizons when given only one. He found it nice that the other could do so freely.

Lucian knows there are countless types of wolves and shifters and creatures, no two are the same or alike. He doesn’t question why Caspian doesn’t shift under a full moon… Lucian does not have that luxury though, “You should leave…” It’s far more a command than request, Lucian shifts are slower now that he’s older and they are less painful than when he was in his twenties but it wasn’t pretty and he was still a danger to most things around. It’s why he secluded himself but leave it to another of similar nature to find him. If anything his wolf form will recognize Caspian but Lucian holds this part of himself close.

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Lucian just nods in understanding, because he does understand but he also hopes that is returned, “I’m not exactly someone a wolf wants to associate with - being lone, rogue, or whatever one wants to label it.” A soft shrug of his shoulder. Lucian had never been a part of a pack and wasn’t going to start being a part of one now but it was always interesting when another of his kind or sort crossed his path. Especially when they didn’t catch on right away or didn’t place him as lone.

“Does it change anything?” For many, it did. As if Lucian couldn’t be trusted since he wasn’t with a group or that he didn’t play well with others - neither true. If things were different then maybe Lucian would have ended on a different path but this is where he was today.

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Lucian matches Mathew’s smile, it’s a sweet one as if the man who holds it, “It does sound like our days match up… Good.” He adds, Lucian has a far less demanding job compared to Mathew although both get put through it emotionally on some days but he’s glad to hear Mathew is actually taking time to simply eat and rest.

His stomach growls with just the mention of food and Lucian laughs a bit, “I will take you up on that offer.” He does reach a hand up for Mathew to help him get to his feet and once he does he dresses the rest of the way and then helps Mathew collect his things, “I really do appreciate this.. I don’t want it to seem like I’m pushing you away by worrying about you in return… I just know your plate is full as well and I enjoy your company when I get it.” He enjoyed a lot of things about Mathew truthfully, he’s extremely easy on every sense Lucian has, even as high as they are now. Which is new for him, he’s used to oversaturated perfumes and shampoos, lotions that are highly scented and even toothpaste that can be overly minty but Mathew doesn’t have any of that. His personality is another plus, he’s caring and sweet and thats something Lucian can appreciate for miles. “Hm, do you mind if I shower before we eat?” He’s sure he can squeeze into a paid of sweats for breakfast and return them washed once they met up again. @fourgaymuses

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Matthew was always so kind and Lucian admired it about him, it was needed in their line of work even if they were in different fields of it. Patience went a long way and it helped when it bled into their day or day life.

“Water…” he sits up finally, a soft smile given in return and a pat to the space in front of him. He’s well aware what Matthew is, he can smell him from miles away but it isn’t in Lucian to act on their usual nature. He’s been through this one too many times and doesn’t put himself in situations that he cannot control. Right now, Both are perfectly fine, safe. “So you’re saying my post full moon bliss isn’t a good look.” A soft laugh with the tease, “I’ll be sure to bring a brush and some beard oil next time.” His smile still soft under the scruff. He would have to be stupid and blind to not ding the long haired blonde attractive but Matthew had a lot more to live for and he didn’t seem interested in the old mentality of things either, but Lucian never out right asked. They sort of just became mutual and then friends and now Matthew usually came after a full moon to find him, “How was your night?” A hand held out for the clothes, even if it was just to drape them over his lap for now.

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He appreciated the worry, not having anyone to do so over this condition and Lucian was well put together so most would never assume he had something like this to hide or that he lost sleep over it still. Trauma was inevitable in any lifetime let alone the ages he and Michizane were, especially Michizane. Many life’s lived and none of them being able to express to its full extent. It’s much more difficult than anyone could even imagine, to drown emotions out so often. They are doing well in their sessions though and Lucian is proud of them, often.

A soft laugh leaves him, “And so I worry about the strain you have as well.” Which, he did. The strain of keeping emotions so level. It’s a first for Lucian to deal with, there were those who were numb or those who are explosive. Michizane is neither.

“If you enjoy your mornings here we can meet on less exhausting terms, it is nice though. It’s why I usually stay for so long, not because my knees can’t handle me getting up quick.” Another soft smile and light chuckle but Lucian was in fine condition, it was more the not having a proper outlet that made it difficult on him, his wolf. “Ah, she does that, doesn’t she… so you haven’t slept much then?” Taking the mug and food with a nod of thanks, sipping the hot drink first and humming softly. It’s a perfect end to a shift. The last part of their question Lucian glances at them, thoughts and expressions hidden but he answers, “No, I tend to pick this spot so I don’t run into that issue. I’m not exactly looking or… wanting a mate.” Eyes drift back to them, seeing how they take that answer, it’s not an odd curiosity but he wasn’t expecting the question, though he never is. He’s one of the very few Alphas, if not the only, who has never mated. There is a desire for it but Lucian has denied himself that sort of happiness for his own reasons that he holds close. Although his back tells a story that one could make assumptions about. Never would they get it right but Lucian doesn’t need to correct their thoughts.

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He gives a soft laugh at the comment, eyes closing as he lets the sun hit him and focuses on that for a moment, “Unfortunately, that’s not much of my own call during the full moon.” Which, it wasn’t. It’s the years and years of not belonging anywhere or to anyone that leaves his wolf form extremely restless and agitated. He won’t belong to a pack though and he won’t trap a mate, so, he deals with it as he has for the last 60 plus years.

Another quiet chuckle and a shake of his head, “Should I be working for a six pack at my age?” While he’s fit and strong, Lucian is not sporting a body like a twenty year old. He’s softer around the muscles he’s built up. A hand resting on their knee and giving it a squeeze, “Joking, no offense taken.” He nods though and sits up, taking the hoodie and slipping it on, “Thank you. You never have to do this though…” not wanting it to feel like some obligation. It’s a groan that he gets to his feet and slides the rest of the clothes on before sitting next to Michi, enjoying the sun slowly rising, “How was your night?” A genuine question asked, not so much a small take but wondering what the deity does in their free time often. Their relationship hasn’t crossed enough lines for Lucian to recommend a new therapist but he’d be lying if he said he hadn’t formed a crush on Michizane. This isn’t the first time they have seen Lucian like this though, nudity not much to a Kami and a werewolf is the assumption he made early on.

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Lucian eyes Rogue and gives a soft smile Matthews service dog, if he wasn’t working himself he’d have reached over and pet him but if anyone knows that importance, it’s Lucian. The comment earns a soft laugh, his palm rubbing over his chest and then reaching up to stretch his back. “Cheeky.” He comments with a soft tone to it. He’s always taken Matthew flirting as just being friendly, and while it’s appreciated and his ego likes it - he doesn’t think Matthew would actually be interested in him.

“Busy night and you’re here…” a soft click of his tongue, “Are you off today?” While he appreciates Matthew coming, he doesn’t want the other to lose sleep over it. Lucian has been doing this a long time alone. “Mm, please.” He does rifle through the clothes on his lap and pulls a shirt over his head and leaves the rest on his lap. “My night was… long.” He was healed up now, self inflicted wounds more than anything, “It’s over now though. The day is meant to rest and recoup before work tomorrow.” He does take the muffing and hums around the first bite, starving honestly, a muffin wouldn’t be nearly enough. “You know you don’t have to do this… I appreciate it, always. I just don’t want you to burn yourself out.” A soft smile given as he takes his next bite and lets his head fall back with a deep breath. Feeling more human each passing hour.

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Matthew was always so kind and Lucian admired it about him, it was needed in their line of work even if they were in different fields of it. Patience went a long way and it helped when it bled into their day or day life.

“Water…” he sits up finally, a soft smile given in return and a pat to the space in front of him. He’s well aware what Matthew is, he can smell him from miles away but it isn’t in Lucian to act on their usual nature. He’s been through this one too many times and doesn’t put himself in situations that he cannot control. Right now, Both are perfectly fine, safe. “So you’re saying my post full moon bliss isn’t a good look.” A soft laugh with the tease, “I’ll be sure to bring a brush and some beard oil next time.” His smile still soft under the scruff. He would have to be stupid and blind to not ding the long haired blonde attractive but Matthew had a lot more to live for and he didn’t seem interested in the old mentality of things either, but Lucian never out right asked. They sort of just became mutual and then friends and now Matthew usually came after a full moon to find him, “How was your night?” A hand held out for the clothes, even if it was just to drape them over his lap for now.

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Lucian just listens, not a sound from him as Fletcher speaks, "Well, it matters because if it's enough of a reason and you can learn from mistakes - meaning keeping off human radar, then I don't see why they should hold you captive." Which is really how he felt, not being apart of the pack himself.

"I'm aware of your status." He puts simply, being an omega meant nothing to Lucian though, he'd treat a beta and Alpha the same exact way. "That really shouldn't be the reason why you're not or are fighting anyone though. Correct me if I'm wrong but the pack has left you be as much as they can, it's simply their well being and your own that they are concerned about. Which, they have every right to considering pups and all that they have to look out for and it's only natural for the Alpha of that pack to want to offer you safe keeping..." Lucian takes his glasses off though, folding them and setting them to the side with the notebook and pen. "What are you running from?" A soft tone the question is asked in, gentle even. As an Alpha he isn't demanding it because despite his own rank, his job and Fletcher come first. This is his passion.

Fletcher hadn't been with the pack for long. He never was with any pack for long. The moment people got close to caring or even finding he was an omega, he'd run. But this time in his attempts to run before his heat kicked in, he'd gotten caught in a trap. A trap the pack had helped him out of. Which ultimately lead to them finding out more about him. The pack leaders had insisted he speak with Lucian for two reasons. Lucian was trained in this and they thought an alpha might be able to help what appeared to be a distressed omega. He was sat opposite the man in silence. When the silence finally got too much, it was when Fletcher broke it. "I don't see why I'm here. There's nothing to dicuss. I wanted to leave the pack. I left. I got stuck in a trap. The pack brought me back." @ofmagicallonging

Lucian wasn’t part of this pack, or any, but to the select few around it was known he was one of them and he did help when he could. Be it with human nature or their very own.

People, of any kind and nature, need therapy. Need a space to speak freely and about whatever their needs, wants, fears and everything in between. That’s all Lucian was there for. He wasn’t a psychologist, he doesn’t prescribe medication but he does listen and it’s a decent step that Fletcher breaks the silence. “And why did you want to leave?” His voice and tone is easy and calm, a notebook and pen resting on his knee but his focus is on the other, “And, I’m glad they were they were to get you out of the trap…” Because they both know how that could have gone.

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With the kind of tiger Ryo was, he assumed it was like a charge sitting in wait and the longer it waited the more restless it became and when it was finally let lose it could be quite destructive and it proves he was right in some ways. Ryo was a charged up creature that needed a way to release a literal charge. As much as Lucian would say cats aren’t his favorite, because they aren’t, he’s… accepting of this one. He’s given the task to help him and he’s doing just that.

Arms raise as Ryo moves to literally curl around him, his whole body nearly. Eyes somewhat wide at the action of the other and he just breathes and lets his hand fall back into Ryo hair, stroking from temple to the back of his neck and back again. “Good boy.” It’s a soft whisper and Lucian is already focused back on his work but he meant it, Ryo did do well with the task given and it worked out in his benefit too. His free had adjusts his glasses as he flips another page over and studies it. He hopes the tiger rests is all, Lucian will try and escape him if he feels Ryo has fallen asleep to make them dinner. He had a full time job but Ryo was another one and he wouldn’t fail him as he saw Raijin do. At least, that’s how Lucian felt about it.

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Lucian had set a hunt up for Ryo, something close to 30 miles there and back and having to find everything he’s hidden about with it. Lucian can understand needing to let the energy out, granted he only felt that way during full moons or as they approached - it’s not nearly as bad as Ryo energy level though but he’s proud of himself and the tiger for finding own thing that worked. Unfortunately it couldn’t be a daily thing but Lucian would make note to add it to a weekly schedule.

He’s flipping through a few pages when Ryo comes to collapse next to him, hand finding long hair and petting it back, “It seems that helped?” Fingers brushing into the others hair and a soft laugh given, “Not been petted much I take it.” Even Lucian can admit to enjoying a good head or back scratch from time to time.

Leaving behind a wasteland of charred and scratched up trees, Ryo felt wonderfully satiated for the first time in a long while. Usually he only went all out during thunderstorms but to be able to release the pent up, and very literal, energy within him had definitely opened new doors of relaxation to him. Slowly the feeling of those fingers stroking through his hair crept a warmth up his body, tingling sweetly, enough to have him curl into it. After a while his body scooted up some more, cheek rubbing against a thigh before properly slipping his head into that lap and bury his face against the warm stomach. This really was so good he couldn’t even find the time to be snappy about the remark made as instead a long, purr like hum left his lips and eyes closed tight. For now he would tolerate this tingly, soft feeling. “Nice....more..” Fingers reached along Lucian’s sides, scratching lightly against them before his arms wrapped around his middle, keeping close to increase the warmth.