[ It might have been how they'd started, but there's a different energy to the way they touch each other now.

Rune enjoys it more. There's not a means to an end except whatever either of them might want, and at this very moment, he's more than happy to surrender it all to He Ming. His eyes close at the touch of his hand, rolling his hips just a little for added friction and enjoying the contact of He Ming's body along his. It's good, a much better environment than the party and its music and the cramped bathroom, and gently, he curls an arm around his shoulders, fingers pressing into his hair. ]

Or we could go somewhere away from here and distract each other. [ He thinks that sounds like a better plan since he can always work on his magic any time. A pause, fingers running down He Ming's spine and the back of his arm to grip the wrist of the hand in his pants, and Rune murmurs it into the kiss. ] There's a place I want to take you. No one else has seen it but me.

[ And he doesn't expect them to get ambushed either, so that would be the nicest thing about it. Also possibly fucking He Ming right out in the open on the grass, but Rune focuses on the present, trying to urge He Ming to go a little faster with the way he touches him. ]