He's a little surprised that Haruto kisses him even though the flavor of cum is still heavy in his mouth. He is happy, dizzily and deliriously so. He grips Haruto's hand, poking around behind him for a towel or something with the other. He finds one, still wet with humidity and salt water, and he uses it to wipe them clean. For whatever reason, (probably his grandmother's ever presence and fastidiousness) even inches from sleep after orgasm, he always cleans up.

He tosses the towel and breaks the kiss, enjoying the sound that it makes. Then he kisses Haruto again, just because he can. He cuddles up to Haruto with the rest of his body, warm and sleepy. He breaks the kiss, feeling the need to say something, anything, to make the moment last just a bit longer. He only manages a very soft, pleased, "Good..."