[ It's nice—it's more than nice, but Dan Heng doesn't think he has the words for that right now, just a smile as he leans up into that kiss, and when Yingxing's free hand cups the back of his head, he draws both of his own hands up to the other man's chest, splaying fingers out over skin and heartbeat as he tilts his head all too willingly into the kiss, humming as his tongue answers that which licks into his mouth, brushing up against it as a soft sound trips on his lips.
He's a good kisser, according to the other, and that—well, he hasn't really had that much experience, so he can hardly complain, can he? He hums in pleasure, cheeks warm as his body shifts against Yingxing's in a slow grind, even as he answers the kisses with his own. ]
Mm... me too.
[ He sighs in content, legs winding around the other a little more closely as he continues rolling into him, kissing slow and soft the whole time. ]
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He's a good kisser, according to the other, and that—well, he hasn't really had that much experience, so he can hardly complain, can he? He hums in pleasure, cheeks warm as his body shifts against Yingxing's in a slow grind, even as he answers the kisses with his own. ]
Mm... me too.
[ He sighs in content, legs winding around the other a little more closely as he continues rolling into him, kissing slow and soft the whole time. ]