Riku grinned, and wished his hair was free so that he might lean just so, and let it fall over his cheek and neck, flirting with his Beloved without words. He did the motion anyway, even with his hair still bound in its ribbon. "Very comfortable, Your Majesty. Please, play on." He was SO ready.
If there was one thing that Hayner loved, it was Roxas's hands in his hair. For someone so beautiful, so kind, so noble, to become so unwound by HIM. It was wonderful. Hayner drew back slowly as Roxas's breathing slowed, a grin spreading across his red lips. "Missed that," he breathed, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.