[ He smiles a bit to himself as Victor picks up the pace himself, easily matching him with the next sway of their bodies. It's still nothing like the rhythm that the rest of the people here are dancing to, but Jim couldn't care less about them. All he cares about is how much he's enjoying being this close to Victor, how their bodies move to their own beat, their own music.
One hand slides down Victor's back, resting halfway down his spine and keeping him close. He tips his head and kisses Victor's temple, then his cheek, a little overly affectionate but hopefully nothing Victor wouldn't expect from him by now. ]
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One hand slides down Victor's back, resting halfway down his spine and keeping him close. He tips his head and kisses Victor's temple, then his cheek, a little overly affectionate but hopefully nothing Victor wouldn't expect from him by now. ]