[Xiao Xingchen tries to follow Xue Yang with his gaze, his heart fluttering despite himself at the soft press of his lips to his skin. However, it still wouldn't prepare Xiao Xingchen for his words, his eyes widening as he listens.
Taking care of him? Making sure he won't leave? The words couldn't be any more different from Xue Yang's speech while he stood inside the cage.
Xiao Xingchen wants him to be lying. He wants to believe this is something that Xue Yang doesn't really mean, these words chosen to taunt him with. Yet the more time he's spent with Xue Yang and noticing several strange details in how he acts and speaks... it leads him to a conclusion he believed too surreal for him to entertain.
He doesn't want to hear it, or think about it--
Then as if granting his wish, Xue Yang's tongue slips against the sensitive nipple with its electric heat.]
X-... Xue Yang!
[His voice carries a note of panic, not over his safety but over his own surprise at just how much sensation it brings. Even without any aphrodisiac or anything with the involvement of his island, that single lick makes him feel like he could come just from being touched there over and over. Is there actually some enchantment on this rope...?
His body tries to arch as much as it can, trying to press towards Xue Yang while wanting to turn away at once. Even after crying out, he makes a faint, needy noise to punctuate every panting breath. When he looks back to Xue Yang with eyes yet to regain their focus, he needs a moment to find his words and speak again.]
Won't you... inside?
[Even if the actual act of sex be even more overwhelming than the process to get him to his point - almost as intimidating as sex for the first time - it's easier than having any moment to think.]
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Taking care of him? Making sure he won't leave? The words couldn't be any more different from Xue Yang's speech while he stood inside the cage.
Xiao Xingchen wants him to be lying. He wants to believe this is something that Xue Yang doesn't really mean, these words chosen to taunt him with. Yet the more time he's spent with Xue Yang and noticing several strange details in how he acts and speaks... it leads him to a conclusion he believed too surreal for him to entertain.
He doesn't want to hear it, or think about it--
Then as if granting his wish, Xue Yang's tongue slips against the sensitive nipple with its electric heat.]
X-... Xue Yang!
[His voice carries a note of panic, not over his safety but over his own surprise at just how much sensation it brings. Even without any aphrodisiac or anything with the involvement of his island, that single lick makes him feel like he could come just from being touched there over and over. Is there actually some enchantment on this rope...?
His body tries to arch as much as it can, trying to press towards Xue Yang while wanting to turn away at once. Even after crying out, he makes a faint, needy noise to punctuate every panting breath. When he looks back to Xue Yang with eyes yet to regain their focus, he needs a moment to find his words and speak again.]
Won't you... inside?
[Even if the actual act of sex be even more overwhelming than the process to get him to his point - almost as intimidating as sex for the first time - it's easier than having any moment to think.]