"'S not your fault. I'm gonna suck at it though." He almost has another thought but then instead of thinking he nuzzles Asher again, which is much more fun.

Relationship discussions should probably wait! Kissing now.

!!!Kissing!!!

Kissing Taz is just way more fun than any kissing has ever been before.

The same is true of Asher. Perhaps they have discovered the objectively best kisses possible.

Asher suspects it might be the True Love thing.

"When your hands are healed I'm going to fuck you senseless."

"Mmmm are you sure we have to wait until my hands are healed? You're right here." Kiss. "And all pretty and kissable and warm and good and..." He may have slightly forgotten where he was going with this.

"Mm," kiss, "I could blow you," kiss, "but you have to keep your hands still."

"Mmmmm okaaaaay."

Asher undoes his pants and takes him into his mouth.

He's very good at this.

Oh wow he is.

Is he really sure that Tazalkyran shouldn't be moving his hands, because there are a lot of things that Tazalkyran wants to do with his hands right now. And he is being very thoroughly distracted from his resolution to keep them still. And he is on all these opiates so it doesn't even hurt. What if he just... petted him a little bit... because of how good he is. What if that.

(He moves his arm. He is not super coordinated right now so Asher has plenty of time to notice and stop him.)

Asher does notice, pins down his wrists above the part where his hands are injured, and goes back to blowing him. 

(Guess who doesn't have a gag reflex? It's Asher.)

Asher is very good and why can't Tazalkyran pet him, what has gone terribly wrong in the universe such that Tazalkyran can't pet him, oh right his hands are broken, that's a reason, wow Asher is very good.

He comes, moaning breathlessly. It's probably a good thing that he's naturally a little on the quiet side because he sure does not have the presence of mind to tone it down.

It's also good that no one has any idea two men can have sex, so as long as they put one entire effort into being discreet no one will notice. 

He swallows and sits up and says, "I love you."

"I love you toooo," he sighs. "Mmmm. You're so pretty. And you have the best face. And the best smile. And you're good. You're just... very good. I wanna hurt you but I want you to like it. Cause you're good."

"Hurt like biting or hurt like 'I need to find someone who does illegal magic to heal me'?"

"Mmmmm." Dreamy smile. "Both?"

"We can do both."

"Good!!!!!!"

"Only if you smile like that at me about it though."

"I will smile like this about it so much!!!"

And the helicopter lands.

Tazalkyran is still gazing adoringly up at Asher. In fairness he would probably look almost exactly this adoring if they hadn't just had sex.

It's okay, Fairy Godmother has no idea homosexuality is a thing.

Fairy Godmother meets them outside the helicopter.

"How did this happen?"