It's during this where Sizhui decides he'll test the waters a little more, deepen the kiss somewhat by nipping Zhuque's bottom lip and easing the sting with the press of his tongue. The whole time, their hands work in tandem easing Zhuque's pants down, getting almost to his knees before he moves away and stands to get them off the rest of the way.

He isn't left alone too long, but when he is, Sizhui's simply gawking at Zhuque the entire time he finishes undressing, yet wastes no time hooking both arms around his waist and reaching up his back to splay both hands against his shoulderblades once he returns. Carefully, they push, urging Zhuque to lay against him while they kiss, his breath coming out in a heavy, pleased sigh whenever those kisses begin drifting down toward his neck. “Is there... any particular way you'd like me?”