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[magician_king]

You know what to do.

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[ninefox]

Jedao kisses him again, then slither-rolls off the couch to better scoop him up into a careful bridal carry. He nuzzles Quentin's neck before heading into the bedroom.

"As you wish."

[magician_king]

He tucks in close against him, so his knees fit through the doorway, and so he can tuck his smile against Jedao's shoulder.

"I sometimes forget how strong you are."

No, he definitely doesn't, but he kind of likes talking about it.

[ninefox]

"I love scooping you up. All your long pretty bones in a bundle. I'd need to do a rescue carry for Fives, and I'd still be huffing and puffing. You're dainty and it's very sexy."

As usual, Jedao's flirtation is slightly weird but also weirdly compelling.

cw getting into some weird dirty talk

[magician_king]

"My bones want you."

Quentin doesn't speak this peculiar language of Jedao's fluently, but he does feel like part of him responds in it.

"Like I have a fantasy where I invent a spell so that we can etch your gears into them. Under my skin, where no one will know. And I don't know if I want to tell you where or just do it and tell you to try to find them with your teeth. This is an unusual impulse for me, but it's also something I spend a lot of time thinking about."