Everything was perfect, of course.<\/p>\n
Lazuli was getting used to that. Kenji Amber was a raev; perfection was a driving goal in his life. In this case, the perfection in question seemed to be that of a plan coming together. From school to home to dinner, transportation went without a hitch. They had a table reserved, and Kenji had ordered ahead; appetizers were laid on not two minutes after they took their seats. The meal itself took longer \u2013 he hadn’t ordered that<\/em> on Lazuli’s behalf \u2013 but they had something to nibble on while they waited.<\/p>\n Entertainment was at Kenji’s home, his family being absent. Getting around that home was a bit interesting \u2013 it was built for quadrupeds, after all; only Kenji and his father out of his family were raev \u2013 but in that, Lazuli was aided for once by being small.<\/p>\n Curling up together on a pile of cushions and letting a movie go by was the nicest way he’d spent an evening in quite a while. It wasn’t much to watch,<\/em> but it was nice in the background. It let them pay attention to each other, and Laz was quite happy to bury his snout against Kenji’s neck, drawing in the scents rubbed into his fur, hearing and feeling breath wash over his ears, the raev’s fingers gliding over him.<\/p>\n The raev sighed, stroking along Lazuli’s jaw. \u201cYou’re a delight, Laz,\u201d he breathed. \u201cIt’s wonderful to be so close to you, and yet… I find myself wanting to be closer still. Would you like to…?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLose the clothes?\u201d the xi’lavri finished for him, nuzzling at his jaw with a grin. \u201cThat sounds… really nice.\u201d<\/p>\n And that was that; Kenji’s deft fingers made it easy. In what seemed like no time at all, there they were, fur against fur, with the raev’s hands sliding over what Laz’s clothes had covered. Without a word spoken, verbally or mentally, Kenji’s touch might as well have screamed<\/em> how much he enjoyed having Laz like this.<\/p>\n And so might the flesh pushing out of is sheath. Lazuli shivered at the sight of it, at the scent filling the air. The feel of it as his fingers wrapped around it was thrilling; no less so was Kenji fondling him in turn, coaxing him to readiness.<\/p>\n They needed no words. Motions and breathy cries \u2013 such were the cues they used to guide each other onward. 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