Fairy Godmother concludes the portal-making spell with a last "bibbidi-bobbidi-boo!"
"So I hope you won't have to do that much lying. Just, you know, don't make out with me anywhere too public."
"I will try very hard to only make out with you in places where we're not gonna get caught."
"Speaking of--"
Asher flips Tazalkyran onto his back, pins him, and makes out with him.
For a few seconds after being pinned he's giggling too hard to kiss back.
"Okay! Baths."
He pulls Asher down for one more quick kiss and then shoves lightly at him because it is hard to get out of bed with an Asher on top of you.
Asher's bathtub is large enough for four people to sit in as long as they don't mind getting extremely cozy; it has, in fact, been used in the past for this purpose.
"I love you."
(—he remembers the last time he saw a bath this fancy, and his smile flickers for a moment.)
"—hmm? Yeah, I'm fine, I just—"
He hesitates for a moment, then half-shrugs and sighs and completes the thought. "...when I got cursed, right afterward, I went and used a stranger's big fancy bath to wash the blood off. I guess I just... remembered that." He smiles wryly. "I do like your big fancy bath, though."
"Mm. Yeah. Not by the time I got to the bath with it, though." He kisses a smear of blood on Asher's shoulder.
And not being drowned in the bath. Because it would be irresponsible. Even though it would be hot.
(Asher is getting hard thinking about the fact that Tazalkyran could, though.)
Funny thing, so is Tazalkyran.
Mm. It would be very irresponsible. But so hot.
It would be so irresponsible.
Asher is sort of floating with the water over half his mouth.
What a perfect position in which to kiss him—
—and push just a little—
He kisses him, and pushes a little more than he means to. Asher's face dips under the water for a moment.
He can't breathe he can't breathe--
But Tazalkyran has him, Tazalkyran will keep him safe, Tazalkyran wouldn't hurt him and even if he did it would be so good because he would get to hurt for Tazalkyran, to make him happy--
He's so close.
Oh fuck this is a bad idea but it's the best bad idea.
He holds his own breath, in a vague attempt at some sort of safety measure, and kisses him and bites his gorgeous lips and reaches under the water to jerk him off.
Asher is not thinking super clearly because of all the drowning but the part that is thinking is going "wouldn't it be hot if you edged right now."
He's so close, he's so close, he's almost there and he's not letting himself go over--