[ When Shen Qingqiu is, indeed, still watching him, Luo Binghe gives a satisfied noise and turns away again. The last of his robes falls away, revealing perfectly smooth skin and a back sculpted into peak physical form by years and years of training and struggle combined with unparalleled natural lineage.
One thing he's mindful of is not displaying his chest so easily, the skin that's smooth there as well, unmarred by whatever injury it was that the other Luo Binghe held onto so desperately. He sinks to a sitting position behind Shen Qingqiu to move all of his clothes aside, leaving him in just the collar that all attempts to remove before had failed. He's taking a bit longer deliberately, hoping to let that candle wax drip onto Shen Qingqiu's thighs. ]
Shizun.
[ He reaches to the side and slips his fingers into the vessel of warmed oil before turning back around, though he keeps his own chest obscured behind Shen Qingqiu's body from his view in the mirror. ]
Are you ready?
[ Luo Binghe shifts into a slightly better position behind him in preparation. ]
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One thing he's mindful of is not displaying his chest so easily, the skin that's smooth there as well, unmarred by whatever injury it was that the other Luo Binghe held onto so desperately. He sinks to a sitting position behind Shen Qingqiu to move all of his clothes aside, leaving him in just the collar that all attempts to remove before had failed. He's taking a bit longer deliberately, hoping to let that candle wax drip onto Shen Qingqiu's thighs. ]
Shizun.
[ He reaches to the side and slips his fingers into the vessel of warmed oil before turning back around, though he keeps his own chest obscured behind Shen Qingqiu's body from his view in the mirror. ]
Are you ready?
[ Luo Binghe shifts into a slightly better position behind him in preparation. ]