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Taking in the afternoon sun as they walked along the river passing through Paris, breeze of wind going through their hair as a nice change for the warm sun hitting their skin. Naim felt Ryan rub his thumb over the skin between Naims fingers.
Naim looked at his boyfriend’s face and grinned as he caught Ryan staring at him. His ocean eyes traveling over his features, to memorise every inch even though he already does that every night in the dark. Naim could almost feel Ryans fingers traveling over his face, mapping out every part.
He does that often, zoning out on Naim. He often woke up with the blond laying on his side and tracing patterns into his back. Across the bird tattoo that they had set a year after leaving Bandee more often than not. Naim has designed it and both of them having them on their shoulder blade. Then tracing along his spine always gave Naim chills.
Sometimes Ryan would map out his body with pressing soft kisses along his skin, and seeing the endless devotion on his face always made tears fall down Naims cheek, which the blond would kiss away once he noticed.
After Ryan noticed Naim having noticed his staring he then looked down to hide his blush from Naim and adjusted his cap so that he could hide even more of his expression.
As they sidestepped for a cyclist, there was no sidewalk so they walked on the side of the bike lane, Ryan squeezed his hand trying to get Naims attention. He nodded a bit further and Naim followed his gaze, a photobooth. Naim beamed at him.
“We have to.” He said with a smile, turning to Ryan and pull him along by his arm who was smiling lovingly back.
They passed some people as they jogged to the photobooth, pulling the curtain away and taking a seat inside as they arrived. Well, Naim just landed onto Ryans lap in the small space. Both were fumbling with putting money into the machine and trying to turn it on, giggling at their close proximity and clumsiness. Ryan swatted Naims hand away who threw them up in defeat.
Ryan eventually managed to turn it on, flash of the first photo already going off.
They snorted in unison and posed for the next picture. As the first strip was printed Naim leaned outside to grab it, holding it steady in his hand so he and Ryan could look at it.
“This is probably better than the ones of me being shirtless in the ones you stole” Ryan teased and kissed Naims cheek.
“Oh, fuck off” he said rolling his eyes and leaning into Ryans touch, who was leaving kisses along the skin on his jaw trailing down his neck now. He pushed Naim further against the wall, which was a rather uncomfortable position to be in, but didn’t care as Ryan started using his teeth which let Naim let out a sigh of affection.
Naim tried to activated the photobooth again, having succeeded the flashes started going off as Ryan continued his affections.
Naim placed his hand on Ryans neck and shoulder, feeling down his arm with his painted nails scraping against the skin softly, mapping out his muscle. He travelled his hands up again, coming to a rest in Ryans hair, combing through the blond strands, tugging softly as Ryan bit a bit too hard.
Ryan pulled away from him, looking at him with soft, dozy eyes. He was memorizing his face and looking at the few marks he left on the brunette’s neck with a smile.
“What?” Naim said, face flushing, adjusting his hand so that it was cupping Ryans jaw instead. Ryan turned to putty in his hands, leaning closer to press his lips gently to Naim’s. Not moving his lips, just bathing in the feeling of the soft skin of their lips against the other, a grounding pressure. Just now lifting them and pressing them against Naims again, to map out the soft skin with his own. Sharing the air.
It made Naim smile and they moved their lips again, like waves they crashed against each other. Ryan reached up to run his fingers through Naims hair as well, messing it up. He tugged a bit at the strands, making Naim gasp and he used that moment to lick his way into Naims mouth.
They got lost in each other as the kiss deepened, Ryan leaning further and further into Naims space as if trying to disappear in him, to merge their bodies together. Naim let his tongue glide against Ryans, the feeling sending shivers across both of them. They part for a short breath, a trail of spit connecting them both, before crashing together again.
Naim started kissing along Ryans bottom lip, trailing kisses slowly but lovingly towards his neck. Being careful as if Ryan was the most precious thing to him in the world. Through this he pinned Ryan back against the other wall of the photobooth, who let Naim push him all he wanted.
He felt Ryans breathing get heavier as he marked the blond up with kisses and love bites. Naim grinned at the reactions he was getting out or Ryan, receiving a tug on his hair by the blond because of it, what just made both of them let out a giggle.
Naim nuzzled against Ryans neck, up towards his ear and mouthed at it, running his tongue along the piercing and to the tip of his ear. It always made Ryan flush crimson, Naim loved being able to feel and see his skin get warm.
Ryan pushed Naim away slightly, breathing in each other’s proximity. Both of them flushing at the same time realising where they were and what they were originally doing. Naim got lost in thought and Ryan was about to open his mouth as Naim noticed it too. Both of them full with marks, who are getting darker, spread over their necks.
“One more?” Ryan proposed, nodding towards the screen with a grin. And at seeing their flushed skin, hair all messed up, clear evidence of their affections towards each other. Naim nodded once, getting slightly off of Ryans lap, but keeping his arm around his blonds’ waist.
Ryan activated it again, flashes going off as they didn’t even try to pose for the first one. Making hearts with their hands at the second one. Glancing over at each other at the third one. And Ryan pressing a kiss to Naims cheek on the last one.
Once the machine made the printing noise Naim reached outside to grab the rest of the pictures. Holding them out for both of them to see, smiling hard at their last one.
“They are nicer than the ones I had of you.” Naim teased and led them both out.