His—his socks? What about his—oh, god, this is a kink thing. Have mercy, Luo Binghe—your stupid hack author gave you every kink under the sun, your poor boyfriend can't do anything without accidentally running into one—
He stops thinking about that immediately when Luo Binghe wraps a hand around his dick, and stops thinking about anything when he feels the heat of his tongue, like—like a cat, like he's just enjoying—he lets out a shocked little breath, his hands fisting in Luo Binghe's hair and then relaxing again.
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Date: 2023-12-28 06:08 pm (UTC)He stops thinking about that immediately when Luo Binghe wraps a hand around his dick, and stops thinking about anything when he feels the heat of his tongue, like—like a cat, like he's just enjoying—he lets out a shocked little breath, his hands fisting in Luo Binghe's hair and then relaxing again.