[The kiss is warm and perfect, and Leon leans into it willingly before he settles back against the mattress. There's no denying that he's satisfied and content; the look on his face makes it more than clear enough, just as Stahn's expression does the same.

And that's enough.

They love each other. Like this, they're content. Like this... they're sworn to each other, even if in their own way.

And they're happy. Isn't that the most important part?]

There's no reason to thank me. This sort of thing... I am more than willing to do so.

[He's happy for moments like these now... even if he still can't say so.]

... Regardless, we should also consider cleaning ourselves up.

[It's getting kind of gross.]