[ oh, he likes this newfound confidence he's seeing, dan heng finding his footing beneath him, chasing what he wants even if it's driven by his heat a little. yingxing likes dan heng in all ways, thinks it's cute when he's shy and sweet, but he likes this too, likes him suggesting at what he desires.
humming low in his throat, yingxing leans in, their lips brushing together as he breathes in the scent of his own soap on dan heng's skin. ]
Mm.. I think you're right.
[ he murmurs, then kisses him with assurance, and just a little force - less than what he'd used upstairs in bed, but enough to feel like burning need. his hands travel down, over the soft towel to dan heng's thighs, cupping behind them to lift him easily up onto the countertop to sit. ]
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humming low in his throat, yingxing leans in, their lips brushing together as he breathes in the scent of his own soap on dan heng's skin. ]
Mm.. I think you're right.
[ he murmurs, then kisses him with assurance, and just a little force - less than what he'd used upstairs in bed, but enough to feel like burning need. his hands travel down, over the soft towel to dan heng's thighs, cupping behind them to lift him easily up onto the countertop to sit. ]