[ He chuckles softly when he's told that it's true, bias or not, his smile sweet and a little shy now in answer to that which curves against his skin. His lips part, and he wants to tell Yingxing how handsome he is too, how he can see that smile, but it feels almost silly to do so right after the other has said something so nice. He wants Yingxing to know that he feels these things not only in reciprocation, but on his own.
He's still somewhere lost in the middle of all that when the other's kisses trail down over his breasts, making his breath catch as hands cup his hips, and those soft words continue. ]
I'm glad I came here too. I din't even... it was like instinct. [ His cheeks redden. ] I thought of you, and I just... had to be here.
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He's still somewhere lost in the middle of all that when the other's kisses trail down over his breasts, making his breath catch as hands cup his hips, and those soft words continue. ]
I'm glad I came here too. I din't even... it was like instinct. [ His cheeks redden. ] I thought of you, and I just... had to be here.