He nips at his pulse point, easily holding himself over the younger man as
his long, dark hair drapes over the both of them like a curtain.
"I should ask you that," he murmurs against the pale skin.
His lips and teeth worry along the slope of his shoulders, then down to the
slope of his collarbones.He rests his weight on one knee and caresses along
his side, mapping the other out in his mind. His hand settles on Sizhui's
hip, long fingers wrapping around it and thumb caressing at the soft skin.
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He nips at his pulse point, easily holding himself over the younger man as his long, dark hair drapes over the both of them like a curtain.
"I should ask you that," he murmurs against the pale skin.
His lips and teeth worry along the slope of his shoulders, then down to the slope of his collarbones.He rests his weight on one knee and caresses along his side, mapping the other out in his mind. His hand settles on Sizhui's hip, long fingers wrapping around it and thumb caressing at the soft skin.