[The forwardness makes Peter laugh again, though the sound goes up an octave.
He moves enough to press his lips against Leo's neck again, kissing him there. He lets it linger a little, then drift to the turtle's shoulder.] I know I'll be happy. I hope you will be, too.
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He moves enough to press his lips against Leo's neck again, kissing him there. He lets it linger a little, then drift to the turtle's shoulder.] I know I'll be happy. I hope you will be, too.