delicious bubbly

[her_imperial_radiance]

Elspeth is glad that Milliways likes her, because she likes it. Jacob at her side and a glass of this nice golden stuff in her hand (she's tried the other synthetics; they're nice for an occasional change, but only humans care about dietary variety that much and this one is her favorite) and hubbub from a hundred worlds around her: lovely. A lovely break from work that keeps no one waiting, that doesn't even throw off her sleep cycle because her sleep cycle cares about the sun. (It throws off Jake's, a little, but his is more flexible than hers.)

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[luminous_regnant]

Well, if Nathan crushes this thigh any harder, he's going to wind up severing nerves.

And if he did that, then the Joker would have to heal again before he could feel similar damage done six inches down, to his knee. Six inches farther to his shin.

It's slightly less slow, the second and third times, though still within human-trackable speeds.

[manofmyword]

Yep. Clinging to Nathan and whimpering is definitely the order of the day.

"Sweetheart," he breathes, "you do make good guesses, you do you do you do."

[luminous_regnant]

"If I were mortal you'd be the death of me," says Nathan in a half-purr half-growl. "It is very, very good that I cannot smell you right now, or I'd just - bite - your - throat - out." And he reaches, and crushes one foot and then the other and works his way back up the other leg.

[manofmyword]

"I love you," he sighs, shuddering. He isn't looking anymore, but that has got to be a hex.

[luminous_regnant]

Nathan's hand tightens harder than he means it to on the knee. "I love you," he whispers back, sliding his hand up to find an uncrushed spot to destroy. "I love you forever."

[manofmyword]

"Oh, sweetie," he murmurs, and he gives a happy wriggle and kisses Nathan's cheek.

[luminous_regnant]

Nathan's all out of leg to crush. He wraps his arms around the relatively unharmed middle of his mate and squeezes. Slowly. And kisses his mate in all the safe places where he can't accidentally twitch a lip into the path of an envenomed tooth. "How much of this can you even take?" he murmurs into a recently kissed ear.

[manofmyword]

"Lots," he says confidently, leaning his head on Nathan's shoulder.

[luminous_regnant]

"Anything that happens, the magic'll fix...? I've only got one of you," Nathan says. But his arms are still tightening and ribs are starting to creak.

[manofmyword]

"It's only not fixing it now 'cause I don't want it to yet," he says. "Watch."

Just to be a showoff, he piles an amplifying hex onto the regen power Alice gave him—make it faster, make it more robust, make it hurt more because why not? And then he lets go of it.

And shudders in Nathan's arms as his damaged body repairs itself in a short, exquisitely painful burst of activity.

"Fuck that's a rush," he pants. "Squish me some more, honey, I wanna do that again."

[luminous_regnant]

"You got it babe," purrs Nathan, and he is less careful this time.

[manofmyword]

It's even better the second time around. When the Joker observes that the line of pentagons and hexes on his coin-chain is punctuated by two stars, he is not all that surprised.

"I think we should have sex," he declares.

[luminous_regnant]

He doesn't have to tell Nathan this twice.

There is non-negligible clothing damage en route.

[manofmyword]

As much as he loved that nightie, he can always make another one.



An unlooked-for benefit of that double-stacked regeneration power: he doesn't get tired nearly as fast as he's used to. In fact, he just... keeps... bouncing... back.

[luminous_regnant]

Nathan could have continuous sex for weeks before the need to break for a meal intruded, so he's not in the least a bad person to find this out with.