[Xiao Xingchen watches Xue Yang test the fixture, a blurry idea of how this works forming in his mind. At least he already has an idea of what he's getting into, if last time means anything, but Xue Yang wanting to do the exact same thing more than once would be one of his greatest surprises yet.
Undressing is still easier without facing Xue Yang, he realizes as he reaches for his belt, his fingers hesitating almost to the point of fumbling with it. He turns to face a wall and makes faster work of shedding his clothes there, even if he can't manage to make himself strip off all of the layers at once. It isn't as if Xue Yang hasn't seen all this before, his actions making him feel even more awkward about what he's doing. Perhaps to break the silence as he words, he converses with him a little more.]
I did not know such a subject could fill a single book, let alone several.
[Maybe he's witnessed a few different ways, but now he's about to be another test subject for Xue Yang's creative ways. No matter what happens, he can believe to himself with complete sincerity that this is a better outlet than other ways he could test anything...
He gives his head a brief shake as his topknot comes loose, setting the hairpin on top of his folded clothes next to the wall. Glancing over his bare shoulder, pink already dusting across his face and earlobes, he looks over Xue Yang before moving to stand in front of him and underneath the ring.]
Already you appear to be in better spirits than earlier.
[His tone sounds neither irritated nor relieved, merely pointing out his change in manner. Xue Yang really is easy to please-- or rather, distract. He knew that from before, of course.]
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Undressing is still easier without facing Xue Yang, he realizes as he reaches for his belt, his fingers hesitating almost to the point of fumbling with it. He turns to face a wall and makes faster work of shedding his clothes there, even if he can't manage to make himself strip off all of the layers at once. It isn't as if Xue Yang hasn't seen all this before, his actions making him feel even more awkward about what he's doing. Perhaps to break the silence as he words, he converses with him a little more.]
I did not know such a subject could fill a single book, let alone several.
[Maybe he's witnessed a few different ways, but now he's about to be another test subject for Xue Yang's creative ways. No matter what happens, he can believe to himself with complete sincerity that this is a better outlet than other ways he could test anything...
He gives his head a brief shake as his topknot comes loose, setting the hairpin on top of his folded clothes next to the wall. Glancing over his bare shoulder, pink already dusting across his face and earlobes, he looks over Xue Yang before moving to stand in front of him and underneath the ring.]
Already you appear to be in better spirits than earlier.
[His tone sounds neither irritated nor relieved, merely pointing out his change in manner. Xue Yang really is easy to please-- or rather, distract. He knew that from before, of course.]