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Interrupted Peace

Ship: Hunting Party (Mylo/Reverto)

Words: 1,139

Summary: Touching gay cuddle moment ruined by absolute bastard lizard

————————————————♡———————————————— The night air was filled with a calm quietness, the only sounds that could be heard were the indistinct chattering of birds and the other creatures that called the forest their home. It was a stark difference to the roars and commotion of the hunt earlier that day. Mylo sat in the dimly lit tent, gingerly wrapping bandages around his partner’s injured arm. It was nothing too serious, the Tigrex’s tail just managed to graze Reverto’s arm as it ran away, deeper into the jungle. The bandaging probably wasn’t even necessary, it was nothing a potion couldn’t fix, but Reverto wanted to be dramatic and lay in his makeshift bed fake-wailing about how much it hurt until Mylo agreed to patch him up. Once the bandages were secured, Mylo placed a kiss to the wrapped up wound and looked up to see his partner sleepily smiling at him. 

“Are you better now? Done being a baby?” Mylo asked as he scooted himself closer and reclined against Reverto’s side.

“I dunno…” Reverto wrapped his arm around Mylo as the smaller man cuddled up to him, “I think I need more kisses to like, really make sure it’s alright.”

Mylo let out a soft laugh as he looked at the other man’s grinning face. A hand came up to brush Reverto’s fluffy golden bangs away from his face so Mylo could press a kiss to his forehead. More quick kisses were placed on each of his cheeks, and then finally a longer one against his lips. The hand that was holding up Reverto’s bangs gently traced down his face and rested on his cheek. When Mylo pulled away from the kiss he kept his face close for a few moments, staring into his partner’s sweet honey colored eyes as his thumb lightly rubbed his cheek. Reverto’s strong arm squeezed Mylo closer and he closed the distance between their mouths again, earning him a light giggle against his lips. Once more they pulled away and stared adoringly at each other, but only for a moment before a stream of water hit Reverto directly in the face.

Reverto reeled back with a sound of disgust as the water sprayed him. His large hand dragged down his face to wipe it off and flick the water droplets away. Mylo’s hand shot up to his own mouth and stifled a laugh as the wet man grimaced and opened his eyes back up. Both of the hunters turned their heads to find the source of this assault. To the surprise of neither of them, they saw the snout of a Great Wroggi just slightly poking through the side of the tent entrance. Mylo choked back another laugh at the sight of his riding companion’s nose poking through, the rest of her face was hidden by the thick cloth and leather of the tent.

“Duchess!” Mylo scolded half heartedly, in the same way one would scold a dog for doing something bad but ridiculous.

The Great Wroggi poked the rest of her head into the tent and trilled in response. Her head tilted  from side to side very quickly as she inspected the interior. Reverto glared at the beast as he took a stray cloth and wiped his face off from her attack. She trilled, almost innocently at him again before looking back at her rider. 

“Why are you so mean to Reverto? You apologize to him and go to bed right now, rude woman.” Mylo scolded, still not sounding fully serious about it. 

The bird wyvern looked back at Reverto, who had his arms crossed and huffed angrily at her. There was a drawn out pause, where everyone was quiet, no one moved an inch, waiting to see how this “apology” would go. Then, after a few moments of silence, another jet of water came from Duchess’ mouth and sprayed Reverto once more. A peal of laughter erupted from Mylo before he could cover his mouth again.

“Oh that’s it you overgrown--” Reverto wiped his face off again and shot up to chase after the now retreating monster. 

The large man disappeared behind the flaps of the tent, and then moments later was sent stumbling backwards back through them. He let out a pained “Ughh” and put a hand to his chest as he fell back onto his bed. Mylo couldn’t help but snort at how quickly that little spat was over. Before he helped Reverto situate himself back into a comfortable position, Mylo had to wipe a few tears from his eyes from how much he was laughing. Reverto laid there, a sour look on his face as he rubbed his sore chest.

“Why does she hate me so much?” Reverto questioned as Mylo layed back down next to him.

“She’s homophobic,” Mylo joked, bringing his hand up to gently rub circles around Reverto’s chest. “I think she’s just a little too protective of me… or maybe jealous that you’re getting more kisses than her.” 

“Man… I didn’t think I’d have to compete with a monster over kissin’ a dude.” A long, weary sigh came from Reverto as he sprawled out across the bed. 

“You don’t gotta compete with anyone,” Mylo leaned in and peppered a few kisses around his injured chest. “You’ve already won the kisses, she’s just a sore loser about it.”

He continued to kiss and softly rub his chest as Reverto’s arm hooked around him and pulled him closer again. Duchess could kick pretty hard, but Mylo knew she wouldn’t do it hard enough to actually injure him. Maybe just bruise him a little. The kisses trailed up Reverto’s chest all the way back to his lips. A pleased hum escaped the large hunter as Mylo brought his hand up and pulled his face closer for a gentle kiss. Reverto rolled onto his side so he could deepen the kiss and wrap his arms around his tiny partner. When they pulled away, Mylo cuddled as close as he could to Reverto and rested his head in the crook of his neck. Reverto sighed again, but it was a content sigh this time.

“Duchess, lights out.” Mylo called out, nuzzling his face into Reverto’s neck.

After a few moments there was the sound of the campfire being put out, and the area darkened. The only light they had now was the incredibly dim blue glow of a mushroom lamp Reverto had hanging from the top of the tent. Reverto rolled over onto his back, and kept one large arm wrapped around Mylo’s shoulders. In turn, Mylo brought his arm around and rested his hand on Reverto’s chest once more. In the morning they’d have to track down that Tigrex again and take care of it for real this time, but for now they could enjoy a nice rest in each other’s arms.