Even the open window doesn't provide much relief, though the barely-there breeze does make Yu's gauzy curtains drift back and forth in a sort of pretty way. Yu sighs and stirs, finding he doesn't even mind the places where Junko's skin sticks to his. He lets his fingers trail up her bare spine, tripping over the band of her bra and playing there idly. His shirt was lost what feels like ages ago when they stumbled into the room, pressed mouth to mouth and hip to hip; her shirt disappeared at a point he doesn't remember anymore.
But now they're just lounging together, Yu letting his eyes slip shut as he contemplates how nice it might be to doze off with Junko's stretched out across him.
Instead he tilts his head just enough to mouth at her jaw in what could just barely be called a kiss. ]
What are you up to?
[ He can't see her hands, but he thinks he can feel them moving beyond him. Is she on her phone? ]
you know who I want
Even the open window doesn't provide much relief, though the barely-there breeze does make Yu's gauzy curtains drift back and forth in a sort of pretty way. Yu sighs and stirs, finding he doesn't even mind the places where Junko's skin sticks to his. He lets his fingers trail up her bare spine, tripping over the band of her bra and playing there idly. His shirt was lost what feels like ages ago when they stumbled into the room, pressed mouth to mouth and hip to hip; her shirt disappeared at a point he doesn't remember anymore.
But now they're just lounging together, Yu letting his eyes slip shut as he contemplates how nice it might be to doze off with Junko's stretched out across him.
Instead he tilts his head just enough to mouth at her jaw in what could just barely be called a kiss. ]
What are you up to?
[ He can't see her hands, but he thinks he can feel them moving beyond him. Is she on her phone? ]