[He'll hand it to Professor McCoy again for inventing stuff that's really useful. His sunglasses, his visor, the uniforms... Hank really is a fucking genius.
But putting aside thoughts of the big furry blue mutant, Scott lets himself just quietly explore the body that he's so familiar and intimate with. Months for him, technically, even if those memories are now fresh in his mind. A week for her. He's 100% interested in uh, doing that again soon, but right now, he really is entranced with just tracing her skin and feeling those scars she's told him about. Letting his fingers rest there for a moment as he smiles at her.
Scott lets out a small affirmation of the airplane even being faster than his bike, before the heat from his blush starts sinking into her hand and--]
Um. You. Obviously.
[SMOOTH. What are the chances Kotone doesn't know what he's thinking about??]
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[He'll hand it to Professor McCoy again for inventing stuff that's really useful. His sunglasses, his visor, the uniforms... Hank really is a fucking genius.
But putting aside thoughts of the big furry blue mutant, Scott lets himself just quietly explore the body that he's so familiar and intimate with. Months for him, technically, even if those memories are now fresh in his mind. A week for her. He's 100% interested in uh, doing that again soon, but right now, he really is entranced with just tracing her skin and feeling those scars she's told him about. Letting his fingers rest there for a moment as he smiles at her.
Scott lets out a small affirmation of the airplane even being faster than his bike, before the heat from his blush starts sinking into her hand and--]
Um. You. Obviously.
[SMOOTH. What are the chances Kotone doesn't know what he's thinking about??]