[It works for Leon. If he was on his own he'd probably be shivering by now, but instead he can just press himself to Stahn's side and stay warm that way. He's close enough now to just rest his cheek on Stahn's shoulder, though he doesn't move any more than that. When he tries to, his body complains a little--the exertion was new and different from his typical forms of exercise, and on top of that, he's just so intensely content right here that moving seems entirely unnecessary.
Even if there's a part of him that does want to get cleaned up, even if he's not quite as much of a mess as poor Stahn is. He just isn't fond of not being clean.
For now, though, that problem is put away, because...well, Stahn's talking, so Leon lifts his head slightly to look at him instead, and the way he speaks about it is so goofy, which means it's utterly ridiculous that it sends a flush of warmth through him, that same warmth coiling a bit in his stomach.
He's sincerely glad, though, he knows that much. That Stahn enjoyed himself as much as Leon did, that it was as pleasurable for him... that's important. It's very important, so Leon won't even prevaricate much. Instead, he just sighs and rests his head back on Stahn's shoulder.]
...Good.
[That's what really matters, and...that's all he really wanted out of this. The fact that it was that good for the both of them--doesn't that mean that even if they didn't really know what they were doing, it was a success? And that just makes him even more pleased. But he's satisfied with all of that, which means that he falls silent again after that little bit, basking in the warm feelings still lingering.]
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Even if there's a part of him that does want to get cleaned up, even if he's not quite as much of a mess as poor Stahn is. He just isn't fond of not being clean.
For now, though, that problem is put away, because...well, Stahn's talking, so Leon lifts his head slightly to look at him instead, and the way he speaks about it is so goofy, which means it's utterly ridiculous that it sends a flush of warmth through him, that same warmth coiling a bit in his stomach.
He's sincerely glad, though, he knows that much. That Stahn enjoyed himself as much as Leon did, that it was as pleasurable for him... that's important. It's very important, so Leon won't even prevaricate much. Instead, he just sighs and rests his head back on Stahn's shoulder.]
...Good.
[That's what really matters, and...that's all he really wanted out of this. The fact that it was that good for the both of them--doesn't that mean that even if they didn't really know what they were doing, it was a success? And that just makes him even more pleased. But he's satisfied with all of that, which means that he falls silent again after that little bit, basking in the warm feelings still lingering.]