[It's the same for her, huh...? So they're on the same page with this. That feels... right, to Minato. They've been on the same page since the moment Juniper arrived here. From the moment of their kiss, to their cuddling on the bench, and now here, with Juniper pressed against him and her lips and tongue warm against his neck.
He breathes out a shaky breath in response, shivering beneath her, feeling the way that heat pools in his gut immediately.
He tries to think of something to say, but... the words slip from his grasp, distracted as he is instead by the press of Juniper's body--and so he stops bothering to try, instead taking her permission for what it is and slowly slides his fingers underneath her shirt properly, slowly but certainly trailing his fingers up her spine, basking in being able to enjoy that touch.]
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He breathes out a shaky breath in response, shivering beneath her, feeling the way that heat pools in his gut immediately.
He tries to think of something to say, but... the words slip from his grasp, distracted as he is instead by the press of Juniper's body--and so he stops bothering to try, instead taking her permission for what it is and slowly slides his fingers underneath her shirt properly, slowly but certainly trailing his fingers up her spine, basking in being able to enjoy that touch.]