[Atem would be mischievous here if he were feeling more energetic, but between the body heat and the way he's being looked at and the good good feelings that come from having his face nuzzled and kissed, it settles into a more lazy, smug satisfaction. He rests his chin on his arm and rests his arm on Ryou's chest, tucking his wrist under his chin, as he considers it all.]

Oh, we can get away with all that easily!

[Man, between some of the girls he's seen who live around here who "aren't dating," there's a lot of room.]

I'll be sure to put an arm around your waist and pretend it's nothing. I bet I could touch your hair, too...

[The snakes lean forward. Atem's still a few inches away, but Ryou is in range, and his cheeks and jaw and neck get slithered past and curled up against.]

It really does look good like that. I know you like it longer, but there's something about it when it's this length...

[He has been entirely unable to stop himself from noticing it for a month now. Also, a heavy loop of snake tail drapes itself slowly and contentedly over Ryou's uninjured leg, avoiding the bandages on the foot. It's not meant to be flirty, just sleepy, but he sure picks right now to do it.]