We can think about the rest of that later. I want to get this stuff off of me now.
[ it's true, it won't do any good in terms of what they've already ingested from just being out here, but juno's keen on at least getting the crawling feeling off of his skin. there's a weird violation about it that he's not keen on.
like right now when ren touches his hand. it's electrifying and he blinks like he's been in a trance all this time, a sharp flutter of lashes as his fingers curl just a bit around the touch and he "uh"s numbly. he doesn't get much word in before ren turns around, already searching it looks like, and juno joins him in the same, though his hand doesn't leave his. he could pull it back at any time, but there's a satisfying comfort in the touch enough that he doesn't let go.
the wandering they do doesn't last long, following the path through the grotto. as the forest tends to do, it provides for their need - water in the form of a small clearing, craggy waterfall, lush grass, trees that drape forward as if to shield the area from lookers on.
he lets out a sigh, and maybe it's in slight amazement because... well. it is beautiful (he wonders for half a beat if this is what nureyev always feels like, with his habits of roaming - new places that take your breath away so easily, strangely stunning in how they present themselves.)
it almost helps him forget about the aphrodisiac sticking to his skin, and likely his insides from the exploring they've done.
when he lets go of ren's hand, he feels only slightly bereft, fingers already climbing up to shuck his coat off down to his elbows. ] That's as close to a shower as we're gonna get. I'll take it.
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[ it's true, it won't do any good in terms of what they've already ingested from just being out here, but juno's keen on at least getting the crawling feeling off of his skin. there's a weird violation about it that he's not keen on.
like right now when ren touches his hand. it's electrifying and he blinks like he's been in a trance all this time, a sharp flutter of lashes as his fingers curl just a bit around the touch and he "uh"s numbly. he doesn't get much word in before ren turns around, already searching it looks like, and juno joins him in the same, though his hand doesn't leave his. he could pull it back at any time, but there's a satisfying comfort in the touch enough that he doesn't let go.
the wandering they do doesn't last long, following the path through the grotto. as the forest tends to do, it provides for their need - water in the form of a small clearing, craggy waterfall, lush grass, trees that drape forward as if to shield the area from lookers on.
he lets out a sigh, and maybe it's in slight amazement because... well. it is beautiful (he wonders for half a beat if this is what nureyev always feels like, with his habits of roaming - new places that take your breath away so easily, strangely stunning in how they present themselves.)
it almost helps him forget about the aphrodisiac sticking to his skin, and likely his insides from the exploring they've done.
when he lets go of ren's hand, he feels only slightly bereft, fingers already climbing up to shuck his coat off down to his elbows. ] That's as close to a shower as we're gonna get. I'll take it.