[ the kiss to his forehead is weird and unexpected, and juno sits up a little, braced by his palms under the water. it's cool against his skin, not enough to wash away the feverishness, or the pollen that's already done its job, but it incites movement in him. he's not just going to sit there. instead, he reaches out with his fingers, threading them through ren's hair again bringing him forward to press a kiss to his mouth again. he doesn't need to look at what he's doing. who looks at what they're doing when they're taking off someone's belt?
against his mouth, he murmurs a little bit after one kiss, hand sliding a bit down the back of ren's neck, ] Let's see what you've got then.
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against his mouth, he murmurs a little bit after one kiss, hand sliding a bit down the back of ren's neck, ] Let's see what you've got then.