[... You know, hearing Leon, who is no longer the Champion but is still highly respected and coveted by the people of Galar, who has still held the record for the longest lasting Champion, who he can never quite catch up to no matter how hard he tries (he will, one day), call Raihan something like "my lord"? It kinda does things to Raihan, more than he'd like to admit.
He can think about that another time. With that in mind, Raihan closes the small distance between them to give Leon a loving and fond kiss on the lips, then slides his hands from his jaw to his cheeks.]
How about you take that shower first. And I'll finish my breakfast while you do that.
[He can smell it all from here, even with that sweaty scent of Leon's, and it smells like the tea he likes best. Leon already knows what he likes, and that makes Raihan feel all warm and gooey inside.]
[ A kiss that Leon would happily return to him, a soft happily hum in the back of his throat. It was cute getting to see Raihan this relaxed and loving. A side of him he hopes to get to see more often now.
Before he even tried to pull away, he leaned in to kiss him once, twice, thrice times. ]
Yeah I'll go do that then. You relax and enjoy your breakfast.
[He gives a content little hum as well, holding Leon's head in his hands to keep him there as he increases the count of those kisses: four, five, six times. Any more than that and Raihan will want to spend the rest of the morning doing just that, though, in which Leon will remain smelly and his breakfast will cool down.
So he pulls away after those kisses, almost like he's forcing himself to do it, and sits up to stretch, blanket falling down to his waist. If Leon didn't realize it before, then there's the very definite confirmation that Raihan is shirtless.]
Go have fun, then. [All of Leon's preferred shampoos and conditioners ought to be in there along with Raihan's.]
[And Raihan, shameless as he is about the way he looks, leans back on his hands to give Leon more of a full view.]
Keep talking like that and you'll get an even better image. [He says with a raised brow and a cheeky grin of his own, one leg bending at the knee from under the blanket as if to hint at what the better image could be.]
C'mon now how is that fair? You're making it far too difficult to actually leave now.
[ This cheeky brat... not that he could complain. He'd do the same thing to Raihan if the shoe was on the other foot. Still, it doesn't stop Leon from gripping his chest dramatically and tossing his head back as if Raihan just hit him with a critical blow. ]
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@logocape, tfln continuation
[... You know, hearing Leon, who is no longer the Champion but is still highly respected and coveted by the people of Galar, who has still held the record for the longest lasting Champion, who he can never quite catch up to no matter how hard he tries (he will, one day), call Raihan something like "my lord"? It kinda does things to Raihan, more than he'd like to admit.
He can think about that another time. With that in mind, Raihan closes the small distance between them to give Leon a loving and fond kiss on the lips, then slides his hands from his jaw to his cheeks.]
How about you take that shower first. And I'll finish my breakfast while you do that.
[He can smell it all from here, even with that sweaty scent of Leon's, and it smells like the tea he likes best. Leon already knows what he likes, and that makes Raihan feel all warm and gooey inside.]
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Before he even tried to pull away, he leaned in to kiss him once, twice, thrice times. ]
Yeah I'll go do that then. You relax and enjoy your breakfast.
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So he pulls away after those kisses, almost like he's forcing himself to do it, and sits up to stretch, blanket falling down to his waist. If Leon didn't realize it before, then there's the very definite confirmation that Raihan is shirtless.]
Go have fun, then. [All of Leon's preferred shampoos and conditioners ought to be in there along with Raihan's.]
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With a this blessing of a mental image, my heart is finally at peace with the world.
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Keep talking like that and you'll get an even better image. [He says with a raised brow and a cheeky grin of his own, one leg bending at the knee from under the blanket as if to hint at what the better image could be.]
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[ This cheeky brat... not that he could complain. He'd do the same thing to Raihan if the shoe was on the other foot. Still, it doesn't stop Leon from gripping his chest dramatically and tossing his head back as if Raihan just hit him with a critical blow. ]
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As if to add to that critical blow, Raihan leans toward him, though not enough to uncover anything else, to playfully shove him towards the door.]
Go take a shower, you absolute nerd. Your lord commands it. [And, conspiratorially,] You'll get to see more later.