[ dick is pliant and warm and tired by the time it ends, the self-satisfied kind instead of his usual exhaustion, but his hand barely moves from junpei's spent cock to his thigh inside his boxers still as he stays more than close himself. he doesn't want to move-- doesn't want junpei to move-- but knows they'll have to eventually. soon.
instead of doing the smart thing he leans into it a bit more, nuzzling into the crook of junpei's neck as he hides a smile. ]
... Thanks. [ is it a joking comment in response to junpei's good or a genuine thanks for, well, this? nobody knows, because dick's shoulder start to shake a little in barely restrained laughter not too long afterwards, and: ] You think this thing auto-cleans?
[It's a sleepy kind of warm that hits him, spent and relaxed and even as Dick continues to touch him, his fingers play with the ends of his hair and he tilts his head enough to allow space against his neck.
...but he hears the question and there's a small laugh that's half-amused and half-embarrassed, eyes shifting to gaze at the water.]
God I hope so. [They didn't think this through.] Think that's our cue to get out of here and head back? [Of which he makes zero moves to do so. He's still comfy, but hygiene's probably going to win this war. Probably.]
[ dick lets out a bone-weary sigh at the question. he doesn't want to move at all. everything feels nice; junpei against him, his fingers in his hair, the warmth of the water-- but dick's a duty first kind of guy, so he's the first to extra themselves, though not without another quick nip of a kiss against junpei's lips. ]
Yeah. [ but there's a wry smirk on his face ] C'mon, I'm not putting my suit back on with wet boxers, and I'm not living this pre-curfew walk of shame by myself. If anyone asks? We went for a swim.
[Ughhh. Part of him wants to sink all the way back in the water but that's also gross and it's a little colder once Dick pulls away. May as well move.]
Real believable. [But the smirk on his face seems to match even though he seems pleased by the kiss. Regardless, he'll finally pull himself out of the hot tub, but he immediately flinches.] Goddamnit, it's cold. [It's late and the temperature change was sudden and there's no towel? Stupid idea! All of it! There's an annoyed little sound, but...fine...fine.] Let's go. We can get dressed and go find Escha before time's up.
[And with that, he's grabbing for his clothes and shoes. Whatever he's thinking is going to be kept in his own head for now, but he looks a lot more calm than usual. Thanks for that, Dick.]
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instead of doing the smart thing he leans into it a bit more, nuzzling into the crook of junpei's neck as he hides a smile. ]
... Thanks. [ is it a joking comment in response to junpei's good or a genuine thanks for, well, this? nobody knows, because dick's shoulder start to shake a little in barely restrained laughter not too long afterwards, and: ] You think this thing auto-cleans?
[ this was slightly unhygienic maybe ]
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...but he hears the question and there's a small laugh that's half-amused and half-embarrassed, eyes shifting to gaze at the water.]
God I hope so. [They didn't think this through.] Think that's our cue to get out of here and head back? [Of which he makes zero moves to do so. He's still comfy, but hygiene's probably going to win this war. Probably.]
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Yeah. [ but there's a wry smirk on his face ] C'mon, I'm not putting my suit back on with wet boxers, and I'm not living this pre-curfew walk of shame by myself. If anyone asks? We went for a swim.
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Real believable. [But the smirk on his face seems to match even though he seems pleased by the kiss. Regardless, he'll finally pull himself out of the hot tub, but he immediately flinches.] Goddamnit, it's cold. [It's late and the temperature change was sudden and there's no towel? Stupid idea! All of it! There's an annoyed little sound, but...fine...fine.] Let's go. We can get dressed and go find Escha before time's up.
[And with that, he's grabbing for his clothes and shoes. Whatever he's thinking is going to be kept in his own head for now, but he looks a lot more calm than usual. Thanks for that, Dick.]