[ Dan Heng's breath catches when Yingxing's response is to simply reach and pull his entire shirt off, and he pauses what he's doing just for long enough that he can watch the flex of the other's muscles as he does. There's a vague recognition—not for the first time, either—of the scars that litter the older man's arms, but through the ever-present fog of his heat, he doesn't think to ask about them.
Besides, the majority of his attention is focused on what he can do for the other man.
With a slight smile in his direction, Dan Heng continues to kiss his way down over Yingxing's chest, and he's trying not to tease too much when the other is already so achingly hard, but he's curious, too, enjoying what exploration he can, mouth wandering over the lines of the other's muscles as his fingers undo his pants and tug at them just enough to free Yingxing's cock to the air.
Mercifully, perhaps, he's a little quicker after that, kissing his way down over the other's abdomen and then straightening up just enough to offer him a smile before parting his lips and taking the tip of his cock between them. ]
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Besides, the majority of his attention is focused on what he can do for the other man.
With a slight smile in his direction, Dan Heng continues to kiss his way down over Yingxing's chest, and he's trying not to tease too much when the other is already so achingly hard, but he's curious, too, enjoying what exploration he can, mouth wandering over the lines of the other's muscles as his fingers undo his pants and tug at them just enough to free Yingxing's cock to the air.
Mercifully, perhaps, he's a little quicker after that, kissing his way down over the other's abdomen and then straightening up just enough to offer him a smile before parting his lips and taking the tip of his cock between them. ]