[ The warmth of Jesse's skin against his own is exactly the kind of warmth needed to stave away the bitter cold. Joel stretches a hand down to rumple the blankets up over them both, a difficult task with the way Jesse is smothering him with kisses over and over. The playfulness and open affection is something Joel isn't sure how to respond to, definitely something he's not used to - he meets each kiss but with a stilted uncertainty, like he's genuinely attempting to return the affection but is simply too awkward to ease into it. He's more or less dominated by Jesse's affection, although the moment he's finally tugged the blankets up over them, his hands slide onto Jesse's back and begin roaming across his skin and down his sides and down to his ass like they've got a mind of their own. ]
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