[ Reynir changes with a similar lack of self-consciousness; more than feeling aware of the fact that Onni might be looking at his body, he is just enjoying Onni's presence in the room. His pajamas are closer-fitting than Onni's, some very soft leggings and a long-sleeved shirt with little holes he can hook his thumbs through, to keep the sleeves from getting pushed up at all.
When Onni asks if they will be in the same bed, a grin spreads over Reynir's face, fond and just a touch amused: ]
Well, yeah, that's the point.
[ Then, because he thinks he sees some awkwardness starting to show in Onni's posture, he makes it easy for him, sitting down on the bed first and reaching over to Onni, tugging at his sleeve to pull him after. The bed isn't huge, but there is enough room for the two of them. Reynir gets himself tucked under the blankets, waits for Onni to settle, too, then throws them over him as well.
He scoots closer to Onni in the bed, the sheets still cool, though he knows they'll soak up their body heat soon enough. Voice soft, Reynir asks: ]
I'm - gonna kiss you some more, now, if that's alright with you.
[ And, when he has the okay from Onni, Reynir moves closer still, slipping one leg between Onni's comfortably, hand coming to rest at the dip of Onni's waist. He kisses Onni's cheek, mouth trailing soft, open-mouthed kisses down to his jaw and then his neck. Really, some part of him had been wanting to do this again ever since they were stuck in that bubble, but it wasn't something he'd let himself want, at least, not on the surface. Sighing a huge sigh of satisfaction, Reynir sucks lazily at the point just where he can feel Onni's pulse racing away. It is evident, from his lack of hesitation, that this is something he wants badly, and that he has some experience in doing this. ]
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When Onni asks if they will be in the same bed, a grin spreads over Reynir's face, fond and just a touch amused: ]
Well, yeah, that's the point.
[ Then, because he thinks he sees some awkwardness starting to show in Onni's posture, he makes it easy for him, sitting down on the bed first and reaching over to Onni, tugging at his sleeve to pull him after. The bed isn't huge, but there is enough room for the two of them. Reynir gets himself tucked under the blankets, waits for Onni to settle, too, then throws them over him as well.
He scoots closer to Onni in the bed, the sheets still cool, though he knows they'll soak up their body heat soon enough. Voice soft, Reynir asks: ]
I'm - gonna kiss you some more, now, if that's alright with you.
[ And, when he has the okay from Onni, Reynir moves closer still, slipping one leg between Onni's comfortably, hand coming to rest at the dip of Onni's waist. He kisses Onni's cheek, mouth trailing soft, open-mouthed kisses down to his jaw and then his neck. Really, some part of him had been wanting to do this again ever since they were stuck in that bubble, but it wasn't something he'd let himself want, at least, not on the surface. Sighing a huge sigh of satisfaction, Reynir sucks lazily at the point just where he can feel Onni's pulse racing away. It is evident, from his lack of hesitation, that this is something he wants badly, and that he has some experience in doing this. ]