[ Zishu comes with a thready, startled sound, sobbing into his
hands. He immediately reaches for Wen Kexing, pulling him up to kiss him,
uncaring of where his mouth had just been. ]
Lao Wen, Lao Wen...
[ He's frantic with the need to touch, his hands pulling at Wen
Kexing's hair, skating over his shoulders and sides. ]
( The laugh that breaks free is bright like a ringing bell, his hands moving to cup Zhou Zishu's face between his warm palms. He kisses him back, swift and deep, body hunched over him on the narrow bed. )
Mm? ( Pleased, so very pleased, voice soft and a little rough. ) Was it good, Ah-Xu? Did you like it?
( It doesn't have the usual cockiness that Wen Kexing blankets himself in, instead there's a steady thrum of desperate affection, one hand pushing back sweaty strands of the other man's hair. ) I want to fuck you, it'll be good now the edge has been taken off. Tell me you'll let me. Tell me I can.
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[ Zishu comes with a thready, startled sound, sobbing into his hands. He immediately reaches for Wen Kexing, pulling him up to kiss him, uncaring of where his mouth had just been. ]
Lao Wen, Lao Wen...
[ He's frantic with the need to touch, his hands pulling at Wen Kexing's hair, skating over his shoulders and sides. ]
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Mm? ( Pleased, so very pleased, voice soft and a little rough. ) Was it good, Ah-Xu? Did you like it?
( It doesn't have the usual cockiness that Wen Kexing blankets himself in, instead there's a steady thrum of desperate affection, one hand pushing back sweaty strands of the other man's hair. ) I want to fuck you, it'll be good now the edge has been taken off. Tell me you'll let me. Tell me I can.