[ Dan Heng laughs at that, another warm chuckle of his own. It's funny, because he's never imagined himself as the "gross" type, and yet here he is, curled up on a picnic blanket, all smiles, wanting to just kiss and kiss and kiss Yingxing until neither of them can think anymore...
Biting his lip, he leans back—but not before stealing another quick kiss from the corner of the older man's mouth—and then reaches for some of the food. ]
I brought dessert too, if you want that. Or we can save that for later.
[ he says, before popping some of his meal into his mouth. ]
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Biting his lip, he leans back—but not before stealing another quick kiss from the corner of the older man's mouth—and then reaches for some of the food. ]
I brought dessert too, if you want that. Or we can save that for later.
[ he says, before popping some of his meal into his mouth. ]