(Happy early sinday) Who could truly blame Hiyori Tomoe for attacking his boyfriend in the changing room after a concert, behind curtains kisses being exchanged and Hiyori hand slowly opening the buttons on the Eden uniform “gross Jun-kun you smell like sweat” as if Hiyori didn’t do it himself for doing full performance as Eden, eve and now Adam on stage, which left them at least 3 songs before they would be joined be Nagisa and Ibara, rounding off before the next units would take the stage
Immediately captured upon leaving the stage to Adam. Thankfully no other staff happens to be around to check on them presently as no one aside from those closest to them knows about their relationship. The changing room completely free for the both of them. Jun squirms as eyelids shut tightly by the stealing of kisses. Bodies already heated from their time upon stage.
Hand grip at Hiyori's upper arms as an attempt to steady himself. Each kiss short-lived yet feverish in the desire. Excitement boiled over from dancing up on stage together. Very low groan rumbles out from within Jun's chest, uncertain how to handle the sudden onslaught so swiftly before mind gets any chance to process.
Well... not as if they need to return to the stage any time soon. Adam will finish up their song line-up, other units to take the stage afterward, and besides... for the final encore they'll need to wear different attire anyways, not their stage uniforms. A chance to breathe properly returns when his boyfriend speaks as they begin to undo buttons.
Heated breaths heavy in short pants. "You're all sweaty, too, Ohii-san," gentle retort back. "We just got off stage. It's not as if we've freshened up yet." At this rate, might throw the freshening up out of the window. Head bumps against theirs as ever-so-slowly hands glide down along the shape of their arms to follow the motion to where their wrists are.
Not that Jun isn't rearing up for Hiyori as well. With hands sliding back upward to aim for unbuttoning the green-haired idol's own clothes, he releases a low hum. Head at the perfect height to lean over and press light kisses to the exposed skin of their neck.
Nibbling's not an option on skin -- they're not free from the evening yet. "Just bear with the sweat for now, Ohii-san. It won't be until after the Live we can deal with it, and the evening's not over yet." Their closeness stirring a need inside Jun. It's been a while, after all. Depending on how fair they go for the time they have free, the sweat's only bound to return if they dealt with it prior.
