Luo Binghe throws his head back with a throaty moan. He shifts his hips, rubbing against Shen Qingqiu again, burning hot from the way Shen Qingqiu is fondling his chest. "The way you tease me," he groans. "I have never known such desire." He has said so before, dozens of times, but never meant it until now. "I am subject to your whims. We may only kiss, if it's what you want—it would be torture, to touch you and not have you, but a sweeter torture I could not devise. I would rather such torture from you than satisfaction from anyone else. But if you'll let me, I..." He rocks his hips up again, closing his eyes and exhaling deeply at the friction. "I would take you to heights of pleasure you have never known."
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Date: 2023-10-30 06:42 pm (UTC)