[ they’ll find it later—or possibly quite soon, with how likely it is that dextera is going to be dropping his coat in the next few minutes. for now, though, it’s still on, and he pursues the kiss until he decides to stop.
he touches his forehead against guren’s, sharing in a breath for just a second, and then he sits back so he’s resting his weight on guren’s hips. ]
Is this… OK?
[ so maybe he’s not that bold, and he doesn’t really know what he’s doing yet, but he thinks he likes this position. he likes sitting here. ]
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he touches his forehead against guren’s, sharing in a breath for just a second, and then he sits back so he’s resting his weight on guren’s hips. ]
Is this… OK?
[ so maybe he’s not that bold, and he doesn’t really know what he’s doing yet, but he thinks he likes this position. he likes sitting here. ]