[The smile is as good of a segue as any to shift the kiss elsewhere. Dion traces gentle pecks over Joshua's cheek, then up to his forehead, before finally stopping to press a few more into his hair line. Dion doesn't resist nosing in there, drawing in the traces of soap that he is still trying to memorize. The hand in his hair shifts as well, twirling a longer strand around a finger before letting it go.
And then he drops back down once more. This kiss has a touch more urgency to it, a deeper layer of passion that Dion has been scared to loose. This time, he allows his tongue to trace along Joshua's lower lip, a careful taste before drawing back. He won't push beyond this, not without reciprocation, but he at least lets himself try.
Even if he has to fight the way the hand at Joshua's back twitches. It would not be so unreasonable, to simply want to feel his skin beneath the tips of his fingers. But it's a dangerous game, and he will not let himself fall to temptation.
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And then he drops back down once more. This kiss has a touch more urgency to it, a deeper layer of passion that Dion has been scared to loose. This time, he allows his tongue to trace along Joshua's lower lip, a careful taste before drawing back. He won't push beyond this, not without reciprocation, but he at least lets himself try.
Even if he has to fight the way the hand at Joshua's back twitches. It would not be so unreasonable, to simply want to feel his skin beneath the tips of his fingers. But it's a dangerous game, and he will not let himself fall to temptation.
He hopes.]