Jason sighs into that kiss pressed to the top of his damp hair. He sighs, and he shivers, snuggling into those lips and those arms draped so lovingly around his shoulders. And then those hands begin tracing circles on slick, vulnerable skin, and Jason gasps, sinking into the warmth produced by that touch. His is a language of contentment and wordless noises, for the moment.

Jason feels Peter's breathing beneath him; he feels it as it falls into sync with his own. He lets out another, dazed gasp of a breath. The world spins above him, no match for the way Peter makes him feel just by breathing.

God, that laugh. Jason feels it down to his bones, and he can't help but smile, even as his face is still warm with embarrassment. And then Peter places that gentle kiss behind Jason's ear, and he turns a brighter shade of red. He lets out another soft noise, almost puppy-like.

Jason tilts his head back to meet Peter's gaze, his heart nearly dropping into his stomach at the smug tone to Peter's voice. God, Peter is so hot when he's like this. Jason shivers a bit again.

"Okay," he manages, happy that he can at least manage words now, even as his voice is still so hollow and ragged. "You're really enjoying this, aren't you?"