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"Everybody here's got good ears," says Nathan. He grins. "D'you care?"

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"Nnnnnope."

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"My room's thisaway." And he scoops the Joker up off the floor and goes thisaway, at a bit of a run.

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As soon as they get there, the Joker kisses him some more.

He's pretty sure Alice gave him regen powers, and even if he didn't, probably nothing Nathan's going to do to him will kill him before he can fix that. Which is a positive enough risk assessment that he throws himself wholeheartedly into experimenting.
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"Babe," Nathan murmurs, "it's not strictly impossible for me to accidentally nip you if you keep doing that - I've got sharp bits - and you don't wanna turn."

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"Fun, though," he says, undeterred. "I'll quit it until I've minted myself immune."

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"You want some help with the minting?" Nathan's hands are a blur; he can't seem to decide where of many delightful locations to put them. He's careful. But not very very careful. The Joker's probably acquiring some bruises.

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"Ooh, pretty please," he giggles.

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"You wanna help me out with the details, babe?" Nathan's left hand settles more or less stationarily on a thigh; the other one's behind the Joker's back for leaning-on. Left hand starts pressing. Slowly.

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"That's niiiice," he sighs, eyelashes fluttering.

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"I've been known to make good guesses," purrs Nathan. The purring is literal and right in the Joker's ear.

The room doesn't have a bed in it; they're on the floor and Nathan's got his mate in his lap, and there is no give to said lap. The leg in question is slowly, inexorably compressed. Crushed.
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He makes a soft whimpery sort of noise and hugs Nathan hard. Alice did come through; he can feel the counterpressure of regeneration trying to uncrush him, and he can control how hard it tries. All his other bruises heal before they start to show, leaving him with a few squares each on the chain Golden gave him; meanwhile, the pressure of Nathan's hand is starting to give him pentagons.

He can definitely see what Alice gets so excited about.
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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.
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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."
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"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.

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

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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."

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

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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.

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

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"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.

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

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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.
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He doesn't have to tell Nathan this twice.

There is non-negligible clothing damage en route.
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