[honestly, given how sizhui's being an absolute awful tease at the moment, it wouldn't surprise him if jin ling did expire on the spot; his own face isn't getting any less red though so perhaps he could be right there with him.
because the soft little huffs he's exhaling sound far more labored and they've only just kissed.
also, let's be honest, there's a whole bunch of other things they can experience once they get past that; selfishly, sizhui would prefer if they both make it past this moment, which is exactly why he's letting himself remain bold and uninhibited (or as much as he can possibly manage, anyhow). quiet, tainted with the scent of honey-sweetened tea, he sighs another breath between them, readying an answer to jin ling's earlier ‘what?’ yet hesitates once he sees recognition flitter across his boyfriend's expression, even as he trembles underneath sizhui's touch on his throat. ah, yes, he will certainly be filing that away for later . . .
he nods faintly,] You're right, it's no one else's business what we do together. [then comes a grin toward jin ling's determined look, lasting for some odd seconds before their lips meet again in another kiss. he hums, warm and satisfied, sliding his hand from jin ling's throat to his nape, fingers cupping to steadily hold him in place while he licks over the other man's mouth.
and when one hand lowers to his thigh, he lets himself be tugged, shifting on his knees, slotting their bodies together so more of his weight rests on jin ling's lap instead. sizhui then hooks his other arm around jin ling's waist, reaches up over his back and cinches his fingers in the fabric of his robes just below his shoulder.]
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because the soft little huffs he's exhaling sound far more labored and they've only just kissed.
also, let's be honest, there's a whole bunch of other things they can experience once they get past that; selfishly, sizhui would prefer if they both make it past this moment, which is exactly why he's letting himself remain bold and uninhibited (or as much as he can possibly manage, anyhow). quiet, tainted with the scent of honey-sweetened tea, he sighs another breath between them, readying an answer to jin ling's earlier ‘what?’ yet hesitates once he sees recognition flitter across his boyfriend's expression, even as he trembles underneath sizhui's touch on his throat. ah, yes, he will certainly be filing that away for later . . .
he nods faintly,] You're right, it's no one else's business what we do together. [then comes a grin toward jin ling's determined look, lasting for some odd seconds before their lips meet again in another kiss. he hums, warm and satisfied, sliding his hand from jin ling's throat to his nape, fingers cupping to steadily hold him in place while he licks over the other man's mouth.
and when one hand lowers to his thigh, he lets himself be tugged, shifting on his knees, slotting their bodies together so more of his weight rests on jin ling's lap instead. sizhui then hooks his other arm around jin ling's waist, reaches up over his back and cinches his fingers in the fabric of his robes just below his shoulder.]