[ Caster just closes the gap between them again. A slower and lazier kind of kiss, but still pulling and taking those energy strings. Archer is right, this is definitely not enough. While he is in no danger of disappearing because it doesn't work like this here, he's still only barely conscious. But can a night of rest fix it? Not really.
He wants to be in his best shape, he wants to run back to the site of that forest and take part in that fight- ]
I'd rather not have you lose consciousness and choke on me. That's the worst way to go.
[It's hard to tell how serious Archer really is. He kinda ruins the effect by that bs wink of his, though he's quick to add.] You can take as much as you wish.
[If his hand is - acidentally - resting on Caster's hip, it's just a coincidence. Right.]
That was awful. [ Caster says with a blank face and de-attaches himself from Archer's hold. If this was your intention all along, congrats Archer, you got what you wanted ]
I'm going to sleep. [ And he falls face first into the sheets. Was his bed always this comfy? ]
[ A picture of exhaustion indeed, he didn't even get out of his clothes after all. But when he rolls over it seems he has enough to produce an impish grin and tease ]
Now you'll get to contemplate and regret what an amazing chance had you just lost.
[Caster being Caster just has to have the last word, amirite. Archer spends a moment on tugging those odd sandals of his off and throws a blanket onto the immovable log on the bed. There's a laundry to do, food to cook, and dogs to feed. He may check on Caster in the evening, though.]
[ Of course he does. If he wasn't so ALMOST DEAD and if he didn't fell asleep so promptly, he'd probably comment on the fact that Archer is the best at cockblocking himself. But luckily, you get to be spared from that, my dude. ]
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He wants to be in his best shape, he wants to run back to the site of that forest and take part in that fight- ]
Too long- It's not going to be enough.
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The battle is over. [he says quietly.] We won. You can rest now.
[With how weak Caster is it's a real concern to even let him walk, so Archer distracts him wth another slow kiss.]
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[ Is he suggesting what you think he's suggesting? Maybe. But he'd need to sleep for weeks, if just the energy from his followers was to do the trick.
Besides- It's not like they haven't done this before ]
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[It's hard to tell how serious Archer really is. He kinda ruins the effect by that bs wink of his, though he's quick to add.] You can take as much as you wish.
[If his hand is - acidentally - resting on Caster's hip, it's just a coincidence. Right.]
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That was awful. [ Caster says with a blank face and de-attaches himself from Archer's hold. If this was your intention all along, congrats Archer, you got what you wanted ]
I'm going to sleep. [ And he falls face first into the sheets. Was his bed always this comfy? ]
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Now you'll get to contemplate and regret what an amazing chance had you just lost.
[ As he zzzzs for gods only know how long. ]
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