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[fogofdread]

[He snickers.]

I swear, you only like the dreads so much because you can't do shit with your hair.

[flamebearer]

I have people who take care of that, too. [ He retorts with a roll of his eyes. But he does admit to loving Cassim's hair - and always has. He'd been so jealous of it when they were kids. Now he had a different sort of admiration.

Tugging Cassim down into the water, he helps him onto one of the raised benches that line the outer curve so he can settle comfortably. Then he reaches for one of the ornate bottles along the edge of the pool. ]

We'll worry about your hair tomorrow, too. I'll have someone look after you in the morning and get you all adorned and all that. They'll have someone to fit you for clothes for the court and for day-to-day things. But tonight we'll just focus on getting you cleaned up and comfortable.

[fogofdread]

I'm about to have more clothes than a hooker working for Zaher, aren't I.

[What is that bottle should he be worried?]

[flamebearer]

You're about to have more clothes than all Zaher's hookers combined.

[ Alibaba snickers as he tips some of the oil from the bottle into his palm and then moves to start working a lather into Cassim's skin, washing him with his hands and carefully massaging his muscles - being cautious of any of the lingering bruises or injuries he might have. ]

[fogofdread]

Great. A dress up doll. Just what I always wanted to be.

[But that massage feels amazing already, and he starts to melt under Alibaba's touch.]

[flamebearer]

[ Bemused, Alibaba just continues his work, careful and gentle but being thorough in his ministrations. ]

At least you'll be a very pretty dress-up doll?

[fogofdread]

Fuck you, you're prettier than I could ever be.

[flamebearer]

Awww, did you just call me pretty?

[ He's laughing now, sounding amused as he splashes some water at Cassim playfully. ]

[fogofdread]

[He splashes back.]

You look like your mom but blond. The prettiest.

[flamebearer]

[ Something about that had Alibaba pausing, hands frozen against Cassim's shoulders. His cheeks redden abruptly and he averts his gaze, although he still looks a little... pleased? by the strange compliment. ]

Now I know you're full of shit.

[fogofdread]

[He can't see the blush, but Cassim just laughs.]

You know I had the biggest crush on your mom, right?

[flamebearer]

[ Alibaba just blinks at that, staring at the back of Cassim's head. ]

You were like four!

[fogofdread]

And I was like ten when she died! Plenty of time to have a crush on her.

[flamebearer]

[ Alibaba just scoffs at this, shaking his head. ]

You always were a horny little bugger.

[fogofdread]

It was a crush, dumbass.

[He's missed this.]

I didn't get horny until after.

[flamebearer]

After what?

[ He's still laughing at you, Cassim. ]

I'm pretty sure you've always been horny.

[fogofdread]

After I got old enough to get horny.

[Duh.]

And aren't you the one with an actual horn?

[flamebearer]

[ Alibaba playfully thwaps him across the back of the head. ]

You leave my hair out of this. A moment ago you said I was pretty.

[fogofdread]

You can be pretty and still be a horny fuck. And stop hitting me!

[flamebearer]

[ He tugs playfully on a dread instead. ]

Well, considering you're the start of my harem, I guess you'll find out.

[ He's teasing, tone lighthearted, not entirely thinking about how that would come across. ]

[fogofdread]

What, you actually wanna fuck me?

[flamebearer]

[ Alibaba freezes again for a moment when Cassim calls him out, caught, his mouth opening and closing several times as he scrambles for an answer.

....Easier to divert instead, he decides. ]

Do you want me to fuck you?

[fogofdread]

[A shrug.]

Never thought about it.

[flamebearer]

[ He can't exactly say the same... ]

And now?

[fogofdread]

Ask me in a few days when I'm not tired and bruised and can think about sex.