Jouno doesn't fight it, letting the hand rest on his head. He has no intention of moving any time soon. His legs squeeze Tetchō's, body pressing flush against the other man's. He responds with a sound of his own, a low moan, as he catches Tetchō's tongue in between his lips, sucking roughly.

He doesn't care that Tetchō isn't suave, instead just happy to feel him skin against skin like this. The evening hadn't been particularly fun -- Jouno never really did like having to babysit their drunk boss -- but this more than made up for it.

As he moves his hand on Tetchō's neck, he lets the towel go and it slides to the other's shoulder, catching in between his body and the rocks. His hand moves upwards, fingers tangling in the bottom of Tetchō's hair, twisting tightly as he rocks against his boyfriend. They're not able to share a room without raising suspicion, so Jouno will have to take advantage of this moment instead.