[ this is the kind of closeness he wants, humming softly when peter embraces him from behind, and he knows, in about a minute, it's going to get uncomfortable. but he leans back into him, turning his head to kiss at whatever he can reach. he laughs this time, something quiet because he's almost too exhausted to really move. ]

I bet you'll be perfect. [ he kisses him again, and then, just like that, thought seems to settle in. it doesn't matter that they're still in the shower, still pressed intimately together. prompto sigh. ] Hey... [ and he does his best to look at him. ] Just so you know, I don't usually do stuff like this. I didn't want you to get the wrong idea about me, I guess.

[ that he's easy and would put out all the time with anyone. ]