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[winterfrosting]

DC is usually patrolling or at Pure Vanilla's house. But poking his notebook will always eventually get his attention!

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[winterfrosting]

[Hearing someone come in and crawl into the bed, he assumed it would be Lily. At his best he would be able to tell the difference in their footfalls in an instant. Now he does not.

He hates himself for the thought, but he had expected Affogato to stay away. To find the grief soaking the house distasteful for a man he didn't seem to really like. But he is glad to feel him, hear him.]

You know the answer to that.

[His voice is raspy and dry]

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[ That response makes him frown. He gently presses a kiss to Cacao's ear then sits himself up again. ]

Then I am glad I arrived when I did. I will not let you suffer.

[ He moves off the bed again to grab his bundle and unwrap it, beginning to lay things out. It is not the first time he has drugged Cacao into sleep, but this one he has to make sure is dreamless, so the grief doesn't follow the King down. ]

... He will come back.

[ He dislikes Pure Vanilla but if it makes Cacao happy then so be it. ]

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...

[he doesn't answer, but he does roll over to watch him work. He wants to believe that. Lily did, in a way, after all. Even after being rebaked. But could that happen again? Would Truthless even want that? Distant as they have become, he is still his husband. ]

[submittome]

[ Rolling over is an improvement. A small one. He mixes carefully, something potent and thick. Something bitter, though he knows Cacao won't mind that. Then into a small cup it goes, and he brings it over to the bed. Sits on it to scoot himself up into Cacao's side, taking his hand to put the small cup into it. ]

Drink, and you will sleep. Dreams will not chase you, your grief with not follow. For a time. It is all I can offer you.

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You can offer me one further thing- stay with me until I sleep?

[submittome]

[ That makes him lift his hand and cup Cacao's face, stroking one nail against his skin. ]

I said I would stay by your side, my King, for as long as you would have me. Sleep is but a short moment of that time. Of course I will stay. Drink. [ Soft, low, hypnotic. ] Let your thoughts crease. I will guard you, stay with you.

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Clever Affogato... very well.

[And he drinks deeply, like a shot. Bitter, biting. How he likes it]

Regardless... I would not have blamed you if you became exhausted of me in this state.

[submittome]

[ He gently takes the cup to set it aside, then moves to climb onto Cacao, sit himself upright. There's nothing sexual about it. Because he reaches down with both hands to curl them along his jaw, nails scratching. ]

I said I love you. Should I be exhausted of you when you are in need? That would not be love, but a mere game.

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[he doesn't smile, but the adoration is clear in his eyes. The way the worn lines around them crinkle a bit]

You truly were wasted on me back then.

[submittome]

I was.

[ He's still Affogato what do you want from him. ]

But Fortuna graced you by giving me as much stubborness as my King. You should thank her one of these days, for giving you the gift that is me.

[ He bends down and presses a kiss to Cacao's forehead. Tenderness to offset the gentle mocking. ]

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Blessed indeed.

[The sluggish heaviness is starting to set in. Affogato is very good at what he does]

Ah... it is starting.

[submittome]

Good. Don't fight it. Listen to my voice.

[ He strokes his fingers against Cacao's face and jaw, letting the tips trail along his skin. Soothing - for him - touches. Pitches his voice soft and humming. ]

The darkness is warm, and soft, and quiet. Let yourself sink into it. You will not dream, you will not think here. Nothing will come to you while here. It is comfort, it is love. Sleep, Dark Cacao Cookie. I will be here upon you waking.