[Dan Feng notices immediately when the way Yingxing is touching him changes, when his touch changes from something impersonal and searching... to something far more intimate. The man's fingers are still tracing his scars at first, and Dan Feng's breath catches in his chest.
While he'd thought this thing between them was simply his imagination or wishful thinking... he would have to be incredibly dense to miss just what the intent behind Yingxing's touches was.
He knows precisely the patterns of his scars... which means he also knows the moment that touch strays from them completely. It feels so nice, having those warm hands on his skin, and Dan Feng can't even stop the way his breathing picks up just a little at first.
Yingxing's warm breath ghosts against his skin.. and Dan Feng shivers fully, his breath trembling as he releases it.]
I.. [There's something faintly breathless in the way he speaks.] I do trust you..
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While he'd thought this thing between them was simply his imagination or wishful thinking... he would have to be incredibly dense to miss just what the intent behind Yingxing's touches was.
He knows precisely the patterns of his scars... which means he also knows the moment that touch strays from them completely. It feels so nice, having those warm hands on his skin, and Dan Feng can't even stop the way his breathing picks up just a little at first.
Yingxing's warm breath ghosts against his skin.. and Dan Feng shivers fully, his breath trembling as he releases it.]
I.. [There's something faintly breathless in the way he speaks.] I do trust you..