Ianto
It was all Ianto could do not to turn his head and catch Remi's lips in another kiss rather than the sun, the fox smiling like an idiot as they stealthed closer to the unsuspecting beams of light. Remi's hands all over him did nothing to help his attempt to be sneaky, but Ianto found himself thoroughly not caring.
He slowed when they grew close enough, so that the alchemist could get the basket ready (he wasn't sure which way they ought to approach that the sun wouldn't 'see' them, so whatever they were doing would just have to be good enough), falling quiet.
"Oh, I'm ready," he assured the other man. "One... Two..."
Three was lost amid Ianto's splashing and laughter, the fox lurching through the water to tromp into the sunbeams, hoping that they might catch some of them in the process.
He slowed when they grew close enough, so that the alchemist could get the basket ready (he wasn't sure which way they ought to approach that the sun wouldn't 'see' them, so whatever they were doing would just have to be good enough), falling quiet.
"Oh, I'm ready," he assured the other man. "One... Two..."
Three was lost amid Ianto's splashing and laughter, the fox lurching through the water to tromp into the sunbeams, hoping that they might catch some of them in the process.
