[Even while Xue Yang is only barely hard for now, the motion alone suggests enough to wring out quiet, hitched noises from Xiao Xingchen's mouth as he writhes against the boat floor. His hand bats lightly at Xue Yang's back, not nearly enough to intend to hurt, just to get his attention.]
L... Let me sit up.
[The demand might not fit with the maid persona he's put on and tried to keep for the rest of the "date", but he can at least make it a little more comfortable for himself. Especially since ambivalence and indifference hasn't succeeded in deterring Xue Yang in the least. While he doesn't mind lying down on a hard surface, the position especially isn't comfortable when having sex atop it.
Though as he says the words, he looks around past Xue Yang with a wary eye, or at least as much wariness as he can manage through this haze of returning arousal. Have those branches realized that they've done enough already?]
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L... Let me sit up.
[The demand might not fit with the maid persona he's put on and tried to keep for the rest of the "date", but he can at least make it a little more comfortable for himself. Especially since ambivalence and indifference hasn't succeeded in deterring Xue Yang in the least. While he doesn't mind lying down on a hard surface, the position especially isn't comfortable when having sex atop it.
Though as he says the words, he looks around past Xue Yang with a wary eye, or at least as much wariness as he can manage through this haze of returning arousal. Have those branches realized that they've done enough already?]