[Xue Yang's slight movement nudges his the head of his cock around the sensitive spot once more, and Xiao Xingchen seems to curl up a bit, trying to steady himself as he grips Xue Yang's shoulders harder. His hips start to bounce just slightly, impatient to move even as he tries to force them down completely to still them. He presses his mouth closed around another moan, but a deep, trembling gasp soon breaks through.
When he collects himself, his words sound clearly more strained, though he manages the words as he admits openly:]
I'm not... exactly sure...
[Turning away as the blush in his face renews and spreads up to his ears once more, he can see the sparse light flickering across the water's surface. Lily pads and flowers catch on the gentle wake of their boat, tousling them. Everything around them makes for such a fetching scene—Xiao Xingchen can only wish he was still fooled, seeing this with someone he wanted to share it with. Even if that person wouldn't have sought out a "date" with him.
Even if he's ended up conversing with Xue Yang, he isn't about to chat about his other hobbies - searching through the island library for something not completely about sex, in this case - that the man surely has no interest in. He's only barely pieced together what a date might be from those.
His gaze drifts back to Xue Yang's face, meeting his eyes with an uncertain look. Does he want to ask him what a date is? Or what his understanding of a date is, at least?]
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When he collects himself, his words sound clearly more strained, though he manages the words as he admits openly:]
I'm not... exactly sure...
[Turning away as the blush in his face renews and spreads up to his ears once more, he can see the sparse light flickering across the water's surface. Lily pads and flowers catch on the gentle wake of their boat, tousling them. Everything around them makes for such a fetching scene—Xiao Xingchen can only wish he was still fooled, seeing this with someone he wanted to share it with. Even if that person wouldn't have sought out a "date" with him.
Even if he's ended up conversing with Xue Yang, he isn't about to chat about his other hobbies - searching through the island library for something not completely about sex, in this case - that the man surely has no interest in. He's only barely pieced together what a date might be from those.
His gaze drifts back to Xue Yang's face, meeting his eyes with an uncertain look. Does he want to ask him what a date is? Or what his understanding of a date is, at least?]