[RL with Zechs] [Backdated to Saturday, after the Grimmjow scene]

[tyki_tock]

When Tyki had left on his little side-trip, he hadn't expected to be in pain and exhausted while returning, but he couldn't very well stay away from Switzerland until he was fully-recovered. He stepped straight from the Ark into the bathroom just off the master bedroom, stripped off all of his clothes and stepped into a very hot shower

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[tyki_tock]

Tyki was silent, watching Zechs out of the corner of his eye, watching the workings of his face. His own expression was a bit hunted. Though he wasn't consciously aware of it, he was still feeling somewhat vulnerable, still feeling the after-effects of the very fundamental breakdown of his barriers.

"No," he said, shaking his head. "No, I don't think so. Though if you could take a look at the ones on my hips for me, please. Those were especially deep and might need a bandage if they're still bleeding."

His next words were very soft and worried. "I'm sorry."

[thricedeadwind]

As angry as he was, Zechs really didn't want a repeat of yesterday morning. He said that the Noah could do whatever he pleased, didn't he? It was he himself who would have to change. And Zechs was fine with that, really. He had transformed his inner nature for far less desirable causes than his lover's happiness in the past. Jealousy didn't become anyone, to begin with. He didn't wish to be petty

[tyki_tock]

Tyki felt relieved at Zechs' words, though he wasn't entirely certain that his lover believed them. He set the bottle of pills down unopened and wrapped his arms around Zechs, hugging him tightly.

"You are too good for me," he whispered. "I love you, so much."

He didn't consider that he might be getting water and blood on his lover's clothes. There was a fine trembling in his limbs, the worry over Zechs' censure having brought out the submissive training that was only barely under the surface after what Grimmjow had done. Now instead of being concerned about pleasing the sadist, he was focussed on pleasing Zechs.

With a bit of care and time he would recover from this as well, and it would not take long for that, but he was still in pain and still recovering from a very intense experience that had gone straight to that training. It was difficult for him to separate.

[thricedeadwind]

Zechs was willing himself to believe them. Emotionally he wasn't quite at that point yet, but mentally he could rationalize what Tyki was doing as not wrong. He was determined to change how he felt about this. Not caring about the water or blood, Zechs held Tyki firmly within his arms in return. Made certain his limbs were steady and strong. A haven for Tyki to return to

[tyki_tock]

The reassurance was very meaningful to Tyki and he nodded slowly, tightening his grip and pressing soft kisses to Zechs' skin. The strong, firm grip was just what Tyki's needed, along with the calming, soothing words. He had pulled himself together enough to get a little of what he needed from Grimmjow, but he was still rather fragile. That was what came of training a sadist who was too good at the sadistic part and didn't know much else.

Releasing Zechs reluctantly, Tyki hopped up onto the counter and breathed a sigh. "I'm glad you were here," he admitted. "Though I really am all right. It just..." He frowned and glanced away. "It was very intense, and I had to leave quickly afterwards because I didn't want you to worry."

His tone grew a little ironic at the last. In the end, he had made Zechs worry more.