[ The scant few seconds that Juniper is able to spend simply looking at Minato bared from the waist up beneath her feels like a moment that is both much too fleeting and that stretches into eternity, all at once. But no matter how long it actually is, her breath is stolen from her lungs from the way his hair is mussed, his warrior's form revealed to her. Juniper is not without scars, herself, and there are certainly more of them than there had been on her body during the show. She's had more than a few close calls in the Feywild...
But that's to be expected, from someone like her. Her presence on the battlefield is meant to draw danger towards her, she is meant to take on the heavy blows so that her friends don't have to. And she has never made a secret of that fact, proud as she is to be that sort of warrior. But Minato...
She thinks about all of her talks with Kotone, about what they and their teams do, and what's at stake... She'd known all along that Minato was a fighter, but to see him in this way captures her Dandelion Heart so thoroughly.
Juniper reaches, fingers longing to touch one of those faded scars, but soon he is pulling her into another kiss and she is only too happy to indulge them both. There is no question, after seeing such a sight, as to how deeply she wishes to kiss him in turn, and how much more heated it is, and decisively so. And to the point that she presses in to ease him flat onto his back once more, so that the weight of her body can settle fully onto his, and so that she can feel the sparks dancing across her bare skin where it touches his... ]
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But that's to be expected, from someone like her. Her presence on the battlefield is meant to draw danger towards her, she is meant to take on the heavy blows so that her friends don't have to. And she has never made a secret of that fact, proud as she is to be that sort of warrior. But Minato...
She thinks about all of her talks with Kotone, about what they and their teams do, and what's at stake... She'd known all along that Minato was a fighter, but to see him in this way captures her Dandelion Heart so thoroughly.
Juniper reaches, fingers longing to touch one of those faded scars, but soon he is pulling her into another kiss and she is only too happy to indulge them both. There is no question, after seeing such a sight, as to how deeply she wishes to kiss him in turn, and how much more heated it is, and decisively so. And to the point that she presses in to ease him flat onto his back once more, so that the weight of her body can settle fully onto his, and so that she can feel the sparks dancing across her bare skin where it touches his... ]