Finn leans into the touch, his eyes half-closing when Jonathan's finger brushes his ear, the finer scales on his hands adding that extra little layer to the caress.
He melts into the kiss, exchanging hints of spice breath again.
Jonathan enjoys the kiss (and the taste of the jalapeno poppers), lingering on it for a few seconds more before he finally pulls away. Then, smiling, he reaches over to the tray, grabbing one of the poppers and taking a bite.
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He melts into the kiss, exchanging hints of spice breath again.
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"We should do this kind of thing more often."