Like the previous Saturday, even when it's all said and done he makes no efforts to pull out. He lets Dick curl up and this couch really, really is not big enough for this but instead of doing anything remotely useful he's winding his arm around Dick's waist and his shoulder. He's fluffing up the hair at the back of his head, lighter and softer movements to make up for being a little too enthused with the hairpulling, but he turns to press his face against Dick's hair from where he's resting in Junpei's neck.]
Yeah...feeling better? [It's an artificially light question to apply to just getting off, but hm.]
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Like the previous Saturday, even when it's all said and done he makes no efforts to pull out. He lets Dick curl up and this couch really, really is not big enough for this but instead of doing anything remotely useful he's winding his arm around Dick's waist and his shoulder. He's fluffing up the hair at the back of his head, lighter and softer movements to make up for being a little too enthused with the hairpulling, but he turns to press his face against Dick's hair from where he's resting in Junpei's neck.]
Yeah...feeling better? [It's an artificially light question to apply to just getting off, but hm.]