Which makes Sizhui smile slightly in kind, fingers lacing together in front of himself while Jiang Cheng fusses. He hadn't considered such things, given he's going straight back to his dorm, but he honestly sort of enjoys having the man fix him up.
“Alright then.” There's still the lingering hint of uncertainty, but a quick glance downward surely alleviates any doubt he may have. Sizhui bites his lower lip, considering, then he bridges what little distance there is between them, hooks both arms around Jiang Cheng's middle and presses up flush against him.
“So... does that mean you'll think about me when I'm gone? And jerk off while you do?”
That's exactly what he was going for, to be honest. He likes rousing such reactive responses out of Jiang Cheng, especially when it gives him something to consider on the way home and most definitely when it means he gets to tease.
“Oh, I certainly will be,” Sizhui counters without missing a beat, then – before he can second-guess it this time – he lifts up onto his toes to catch Jiang Cheng's mouth in a brief kiss, letting him get a taste of the remaining cherry-flavored lipgloss that's still lingering on his lips.
He withdraws, gives a pleased, cheeky little grin then does a neat heel-turn and heads out the door.
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“So long as you're sure...?”
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"I'm very sure."
He hasn't hidden the fact that he certainly enjoyed what had happened between them. His slacks hadn't hidden it either.
"I'm what you call a service Dom. My pleasure comes from my sub's pleasure."
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“So... does that mean you'll think about me when I'm gone? And jerk off while you do?”
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He groans softly when Sizhui presses right up against him. Minx. Tease. His lips pull into a snarl as he looks down at him.
"It means you can imagine what I'll do when you're gone," he practically growls at him.
Jiang Cheng opens the door for him.
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“Oh, I certainly will be,” Sizhui counters without missing a beat, then – before he can second-guess it this time – he lifts up onto his toes to catch Jiang Cheng's mouth in a brief kiss, letting him get a taste of the remaining cherry-flavored lipgloss that's still lingering on his lips.
He withdraws, gives a pleased, cheeky little grin then does a neat heel-turn and heads out the door.