[There we go, that's what he wanted to hear. Junpei's not used to feeling nervous, and he welcomes its dissipation, leaving behind incredible fondness for Yuuri, for this girl who's with him, here and now, so beautiful and so brave.
He gently tugs her a little closer again and kisses her longer, savoring the moment, this warmth and the flutter of anticipation. When he pulls back, he's not so red-faced, and his smile's starting to betray his excitement. He releases her hands to brush her hair back from her face.]
Under the bed, then. Part two of your present, princess.
[It's even wrapped. Of course he'd go all out for Yuuri's birthday, of course presentation's a vital part of a present.
Also, on the off chance someone who wasn't Yuuri happened to check, they wouldn't have immediately seen Junpei bought freaking bondage rope.]
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He gently tugs her a little closer again and kisses her longer, savoring the moment, this warmth and the flutter of anticipation. When he pulls back, he's not so red-faced, and his smile's starting to betray his excitement. He releases her hands to brush her hair back from her face.]
Under the bed, then. Part two of your present, princess.
[It's even wrapped. Of course he'd go all out for Yuuri's birthday, of course presentation's a vital part of a present.
Also, on the off chance someone who wasn't Yuuri happened to check, they wouldn't have immediately seen Junpei bought freaking bondage rope.]