Usually, [ charles says with an amused edge to his tone, even as he's otherwise focusing on distracting junpei from coming up with more facts — that's the challenge here! one that he rises to rather nicely with one more fact. his own challenge is not thinking too much about the hand in his hair, though he can't quite help tilting his head into the touch just a bit. ]
Yeah? That sounds — [ sensible, he is about to say, but the word is swallowed up by the kiss, and then he sort of forgets he was going to say anything at all. instead, he leans into it, kissing junpei back gently, making a pleased hum into the second kiss as he feels the hand on his waist.
and then there's no more facts, which is just as well; he may not have a heart that could do some acrobatics in his chest, but he feels molten, and the ten seconds seem to stretch on into infinity. and when junpei leans to kiss him again, charles tightens his hold on him and kisses back like he means it — a little bit deeper, a little bit more intent. ]
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Yeah? That sounds — [ sensible, he is about to say, but the word is swallowed up by the kiss, and then he sort of forgets he was going to say anything at all. instead, he leans into it, kissing junpei back gently, making a pleased hum into the second kiss as he feels the hand on his waist.
and then there's no more facts, which is just as well; he may not have a heart that could do some acrobatics in his chest, but he feels molten, and the ten seconds seem to stretch on into infinity. and when junpei leans to kiss him again, charles tightens his hold on him and kisses back like he means it — a little bit deeper, a little bit more intent. ]