[Jing Yuan's pants slide off, and his already-damp underwear with them, revealing marked-up thighs and the flushed slickness between them. He feels a little silly with only his shirt partially still on, and self-consciously pulls it the rest of the way over his head.
Then, with hunger tinged around the edges with nervousness, he meets Dan Feng's eyes.]
[Isn't that sad? That he would have to request that, that it wasn't obvious in every touch or word or...
He braces himself over Jing Yuan with one elbow, fingers light against the inside of his thigh, knuckles ghosting against where he's slick. His hair falls over his shoulders, curtaining them off from the world, as Dan Feng finally leans down, and in, to kiss Jing Yuan properly, licking into him with a possessive hunger that mara would not be able to take from him.]
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Re: Day 18 2am
Then, with hunger tinged around the edges with nervousness, he meets Dan Feng's eyes.]
Make me feel like you love me.
Re: Day 18 2am
He braces himself over Jing Yuan with one elbow, fingers light against the inside of his thigh, knuckles ghosting against where he's slick. His hair falls over his shoulders, curtaining them off from the world, as Dan Feng finally leans down, and in, to kiss Jing Yuan properly, licking into him with a possessive hunger that mara would not be able to take from him.]