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[pricelesstears]

The mission has been a long one, taking down a small criminal organization that had taken up refuge in a bustling hot springs town. The battle isn't over, but they'd certainly had a successful -- and bloody -- day. Jouno is glad to have gotten back to resort for the night, and while they couldn't let their guard down completely, he intends to at least try to relax. He's listening carefully to everything going on around him, but for now, things are quiet enough. Most of the resort patrons are going to bed, and they'd wiped out the criminals that had holed up in the establishment already.

He decides to take a bath, slipping away from the group. Fukuchi is, unsurprisingly, rowdy and drinking, and Teruko has talked someone in to an intense game of table tennis (it's hardly a fair competition, considering she's a Hunting Dog, but it's harmless enough that Jouno will leave it alone for now). He walks by Tetchō as he leaves, running his fingers along the small of the others back, a subtle gesture that none of the others see. He doesn't verbally invite him to come, but the implication is there if he wants to see it.

Once undressed, he steps outside. The cool night air will complement the warm water of the hot springs well, he thinks. He's proven right when he steps in, and with a few more steps, he sinks into the water with a pleased sigh. He leans back up against rocks, getting comfortable. It isn't often that Jouno actually feels calm, but right now, he's close to it.

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Tetchō's smile grows a bit more when Jouno snaps at him. A hand moves to press against the small of Jouno's back, just because Tetchō likes touching him anywhere and everywhere. The closeness of them together in this quiet hot spring, the sound of water lapping rocks, the warm steam drifting from the water's surface--it all paints a very idyllic picture, and here they are, about to turn it into something dirty. Tetchō doesn't really view it that way, though; Jouno is just as pretty as any of the scenery here, and having him feel good, having his back arch and his mouth open and his hair sticking to his cheeks isn't something to be embarrassed about. Tetchō might even liken it to a work of art, if he were the artistic type.

He keeps the hand at Jouno's back while his other seeks out Jouno's entrance where he can't see it, though the amount of times they've done this have made him more or less remember exactly what to do. He does worry a little, because he doesn't want to hurt Jouno--not that Tetchō thinks he can't take it, but having something that's supposed to be good be uncomfortable is not something he really enjoys. He rubs a bit with his finger, tilting his head up to look at Jouno's face.

"Are you relaxed?" If not--considering Jouno is one of the most tense people Tetchō knows--then he can help. He licks his lips, feeling the sore sting from where Jouno had bitten him, where the soft skin is already bruising. It feels good, and he worries at it with his teeth for a moment.