[ He can't help but laugh softly against his lips, smile still intact-- and he feels like it's not going to go anywhere any time soon. Not so long as Stiles is around. Funny, how he thought at first that he'd want to leave him in the wilds of the North and now he was the only patch of summer in the eternal winter.
His thumbs sweep along his cheeks, clearing some of the mud from them but only to smear it elsewhere unintentionally. They really do need to get back into the water proper and try to get the mud off, but he's not inclined to move right away. Not when he can just kiss Stiles and have this again.
A faint rumble leaves him in a laugh, quiet against Stiles' lips as he opens his eyes to look at him again. ] I'll pull you out.
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His thumbs sweep along his cheeks, clearing some of the mud from them but only to smear it elsewhere unintentionally. They really do need to get back into the water proper and try to get the mud off, but he's not inclined to move right away. Not when he can just kiss Stiles and have this again.
A faint rumble leaves him in a laugh, quiet against Stiles' lips as he opens his eyes to look at him again. ] I'll pull you out.