Luo Binghe kisses him again for good measure, a slow, lingering kiss on the mouth. Then he ducks under the blankets.
How luxurious that Shen Yuan has already undressed. What a buffet of warm, soft skin for Luo Binghe to bury his face in. And he does—he nuzzles at Shen Yuan's stomach, pressing soft kisses there. His hands run down Shen Yuan's sides, his thighs, his calves–Luo Binghe hadn't noticed he was still wearing his socks. The discovery makes him exhale sharply, hot and startled, against Shen Yuan's navel.
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Date: 2023-12-28 02:16 am (UTC)How luxurious that Shen Yuan has already undressed. What a buffet of warm, soft skin for Luo Binghe to bury his face in. And he does—he nuzzles at Shen Yuan's stomach, pressing soft kisses there. His hands run down Shen Yuan's sides, his thighs, his calves–Luo Binghe hadn't noticed he was still wearing his socks. The discovery makes him exhale sharply, hot and startled, against Shen Yuan's navel.