[He hums into the kiss as he feels Jun paw at his pajamas. Thanks to all that's going on, they haven't been intimate in a little bit. It's probably been at least a week! (Oh, the horror.) It turns out that making time for intimacy is hard when you've got a newborn bird that chirps incessantly, horrible news about statues to digest, and an "emotional link" that caused you excruciating pain for several days. Suffice to say Hiyori hasn't been in the mood.
But now is different. Jun's fingers easily cause warmth to bloom beneath his skin, his body responding eagerly. Even when Jun's hands move towards his face and hair, rather than any sensitive areas, he still relishes those touches, parting his lips on a sweet sigh. It feels so good, so right, being together like this. Being touched like he's something precious, even when he doesn't look his best. First thing in the morning in their shared bed. This is how he'd like to wake up every morning! (So Jun ought to jot that down, too.) And if the curse is still coming and it dooms him to be aroused all day, well—he can think of worse things. He has Jun with him, so he'll be fine.
The knock at the door is startling, jolting him out of his sweet dream. It's so early, he can't imagine who's coming to visit him. Then his stomach sinks. Is this...
Right after Jun asks what he should do, a voice speaks up from the other side of the door. "Delivery," it says. Which makes his worries shoot up, if anything. Is the House delivering his birthday curse right to his door?!
Though, a curse isn't usually something tangible, is it...?]
I suppose so. But if it's anything shady-looking, tell him we don't want it.
[In reality, it'll be a normal-looking giftbox with a card attached to it. His birthday reward! But he's staying in bed because he doesn't trust anything around here.]
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But now is different. Jun's fingers easily cause warmth to bloom beneath his skin, his body responding eagerly. Even when Jun's hands move towards his face and hair, rather than any sensitive areas, he still relishes those touches, parting his lips on a sweet sigh. It feels so good, so right, being together like this. Being touched like he's something precious, even when he doesn't look his best. First thing in the morning in their shared bed. This is how he'd like to wake up every morning! (So Jun ought to jot that down, too.) And if the curse is still coming and it dooms him to be aroused all day, well—he can think of worse things. He has Jun with him, so he'll be fine.
The knock at the door is startling, jolting him out of his sweet dream. It's so early, he can't imagine who's coming to visit him. Then his stomach sinks. Is this...
Right after Jun asks what he should do, a voice speaks up from the other side of the door. "Delivery," it says. Which makes his worries shoot up, if anything. Is the House delivering his birthday curse right to his door?!
Though, a curse isn't usually something tangible, is it...?]
I suppose so. But if it's anything shady-looking, tell him we don't want it.
[In reality, it'll be a normal-looking giftbox with a card attached to it. His birthday reward! But he's staying in bed because he doesn't trust anything around here.]