[ It may be confidence that he's wearing, but it's still a little new, Dan Heng yelping softly as he's lifted onto the countertop, the sound followed by a soft laugh as his arms wrap around the other's shoulders, pulling him close even as his legs hook around his waist too. ]
Is this hygienic? [ he wonders, voice low, though it should be clear from the smile on his face that honestly, he's not altogether too worried.
(He might be, normally. But it's just the two of them, and he's in heat.)
He proves it with a stroke of his ankle along the back of Yingxing's leg, a lazy smile on his lips as he leans in to kiss him once more. ]
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Is this hygienic? [ he wonders, voice low, though it should be clear from the smile on his face that honestly, he's not altogether too worried.
(He might be, normally. But it's just the two of them, and he's in heat.)
He proves it with a stroke of his ankle along the back of Yingxing's leg, a lazy smile on his lips as he leans in to kiss him once more. ]