And Asher is very suddenly not bleeding at all from anywhere.

He is still, however, a bit too horny to think about the implications of this.

—he can feel Asher healing under his hand, pushing his fingers up out of the cut.

A lot of things today has been the hottest thing that has ever happened to him but this one is the most hottest.

(mine mine mine good pretty good safe good mine)

He's not hurting? That's kind of weird.

It is hard to think about things with Tazalkyran's mouth on his dick though.

And Tazalkyran is definitely still sucking his dick, because right now it is so incredibly important to get Asher off as spectacularly as possible. He doesn't have any open wounds to dig his fingers into anymore but he can make some pretty impressive bruises just with his hands if he puts the effort in.

Yay pain!

He grabs Tazalkyran's hair without noticing whether he hurts him and starts to fuck his mouth and finishes.

Having his hair pulled is maybe not ideal but he's honestly too thrilled about the entire rest of this situation to bother minding.

He swallows and pulls his mouth off Asher's dick and snuggles up with his face buried against Asher's neck. There is not a lot going on in his mind besides good pretty good soft good safe good mine.

Asher is also all good pretty good soft good safe good mine--

Until his thought process comes back online and he says, "you healed me."

"—huh? Oh." He blinks. "Yeah. Yeah, I did do that, I guess."

"We have to go talk to Ben right now."

"Do we?"

If it's important enough that Asher wants to do something other than sex it's probably pretty damn important.

"Okay."

"--There's lots of stuff we don't know about true love magic because it's a once-in-a-lifetime thing and it never happens to lots of people at all. We just did true love magic twice in one afternoon."

"Wow. I was just—it wasn't even anything special, I was just having a lot of feelings, I have a lot of feelings all the damn time when I'm not cursed." He kisses Asher's cheek and sits up. "I don't have a clue where any of my clothes are."

"You could borrow some of mine, we're basically the same size."

"Sure."

"Ben is going to try to figure out if we can-- aim it."

"Huh. Well, I'm always up for having a lot of feelings about you."

He's getting dressed.

"I don't know how we can aim it-- all of Auradon's most obvious problems are hard to fix with magic. You don't want to mind-control people into not being racist."

"...I don't want to mind-control people into not being racist," he agrees, although a little wistfully. "'S a pity mind-controlling people is so terrible, though."

"You could maybe try, I don't know, 'all the black people in Louisiana are on an island somewhere else with their houses and stuff', but that might be too big even for you."

"It's kind of great that you can do magic here just by having a lot of feelings! But yeah maybe even I couldn't have that many. I dunno, how many feelings does it take?"

Clothes. Borrowing clothes. Becoming clothed in them.

"I don't think anyone's ever figured out a way to measure strength of feelings! But I dunno, you should probably at least try wanting the black part of New Orleans to be on an island somewhere else, because it would make me happy, while your dick is in my ass."

Giggle. "I can do that."

"We know true love magic works better when you're close to someone, and even better when you're kissing them, so..."

"If it's better when we're kissing maybe it's best if I'm sucking your cock? We can experiment."