Yahaba gave an endearing glance as he snapped a few photos of his lover in his current state. All torn up and covered in little marks. They had been basking in the aftermath of their previous intimacy. The brunette reached over and placed his phone down on the night-side table , not worrying about the little “trophy” photos now anyway. His newest concern was taking Kyoutani out of his little “restraints”. He took the handcuffs off of his wrists and gently caressed over the lightly indented skin where the cuffs had sank in. Leaning down he kissed them gently before pulling back away and undoing the collar he had chained to his neck , being held by a chain connected to the headboard. There was also markings around his neck due to the fact that Yahaba had pulled on the chain many , many, MANY times throughout the busy night. He kissed him gently all over his neck before undoing the ties on his ankles as well. He then quickly disappeared and reappeared with a calming ointment for the sore and lightly punctured skin.

He glanced at the brittle and worn out blonde pecking his lips before continuing to gently help clean up a bit. While doing so he checked on him continuously.

“Hey kyou , baby? How do you feel?”

He asked as he applied the simple and calm healing gel.