[ And Dan Heng can't help but laugh, something bright and warm in his eyes at the way Yingxing is so quick to scoop him up and toward the living area. It belies the older man's enthusiasm too, the way he pulls him through the room, all but drops into his own seat with the younger man in his lap...
And mn, fuck, he's so hard. It would be so easy to grind himself down against him, but—
No, that's not what he wants to do here.
He braces a hand on Yingxing's chest, lifts his own hips, pulls himself back from the temptation until he's sat beside him, eyes bright and warm and excited. ]
Be patient with me, [ he murmurs, leaning over him, starting slow with kisses pressed to the corners of his mouth, to the underside of his mouth, to his chin. His fingers work on the other's shirt, baring his chest to give him something to continue working with. ] I want to get this right.
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And mn, fuck, he's so hard. It would be so easy to grind himself down against him, but—
No, that's not what he wants to do here.
He braces a hand on Yingxing's chest, lifts his own hips, pulls himself back from the temptation until he's sat beside him, eyes bright and warm and excited. ]
Be patient with me, [ he murmurs, leaning over him, starting slow with kisses pressed to the corners of his mouth, to the underside of his mouth, to his chin. His fingers work on the other's shirt, baring his chest to give him something to continue working with. ] I want to get this right.