Eventually their kiss broke. The end of the contact of their lips was far from the end of their reunification ritual. John was happy to hold Rave in his arms and just… sway back and forth, like a young tree in the wind. Romantic as the scene was, one of his hands travelled lower and landed eventually on her firm butt. It had been too long since he had felt that.
Rave did not mind in the slightest, gave him a mischievous wink instead. Eventually, she slipped a hand of her own into his back pocket and gave his butt a possessive squeeze herself. "So, will the princess have your ass?" she asked, simultaneously pulling off her headphones.
"No answer yet," John explained and then remembered the flower he was still holding, the plant was in danger of getting squished between them. Breaking the hug, he presented the flower to her. "Only got one in the hurry," he apologized but Rave took the red flower all the same.
