[ Nanami cradles Wriothesley's body in his arms, holding him firmly against his body as he lifts him off the bed. He tilts his head down to steal another kiss, maybe stubbornly wanting to maintain that possession even after claiming him. It's not enough. He wants Wriothesley to stay, to be his, even if they have just met. His instincts are already going wild thanks to this man, and every new thing he says only seems to rile Nanami up even more. ]

It's a fact. You're going to need rest. And I still want to feel you come again.

[ The last part comes out as a quiet growl, deep in his chest and just for Wriothesley, even though they are the only ones to hear it. Nanami carries his partner to the bath, lowering Wriothesley in gently with a towel resting on the back of the tub for his head. ]

After you're feeling better. First we need to clean you up.