He makes a soft sound of approval. More of this, please. He's missed it, and he's content to let it linger, to plunge just a bit deeper. Move a little bit closer. He needs this. The closeness. The affection. The confirmation that this is real.

Unfortunately, he has to breathe. When he pulls back to catch his breath, he chuckles lightly.

"You see what you do to me, Ren? Two months surrounded by people with your face, and all I could think was how much I wanted to kiss you again. I kept dreaming you were here, but I'd wake up alone."

But that's changing. Finally, he feels whole again.