[ At Yingxing's gesture, Dan Heng is quick to look up, to see the security camera pointed away from them. It makes him bite his lower lip as his eyes flick up to the older man's face, and—he laughs as he's swept up behind the blanket, tucked in more securely, wrapped up in warmth and kept from view. ]
Mm. No reason to worry, then. Right?
[ He shifts a little closer, leaning up to brush his mouth against the older man's. They're both still wearing a little clothing, but... ]
I've been thinking about this a little. Is it... too much?
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Mm. No reason to worry, then. Right?
[ He shifts a little closer, leaning up to brush his mouth against the older man's. They're both still wearing a little clothing, but... ]
I've been thinking about this a little. Is it... too much?