When Perceptor sank down it sent a pleased little shiver through Rung, the therapist never one to complain when his patients caved so easily. His touch to the other's cheeks became more firm, cradling his face as he tilted the scientist's head up and leaned in to rest their foreheads together.

"Which is why I will do everything I can to help make things better, Perceptor. We'll fix this, together," he promised though it was almost an empty promise. Sure he still had intentions of helping but his ultimate goal was to just keep the other as his own.

Keep him coming back even if the problems were fixed because he craved what only Rung had given him during his worst times.

Another kiss was stolen, the therapist pulling the other forward just a bit--not letting him pull back if he had any intentions to.

Let him make you better, Perceptor~