[just as it should, to be honest. hua cheng should absolutely be proud of the creation; it shows he's put thought and care into his work, not just in the fine details, but also in the design that decorates the collar. there's some sense of contentment in knowing that hua cheng knows him well enough, he can already figure out the two colors that sizhui favors most— and not just because they're his clan colors. (here's hoping sizhui does find out because he'd love to do some artistic things with hua cheng.)
seeing the other man grin so exuberantly makes his own smile widen, something that he instinctively reaches to cover, even though there's no hiding the amusement that crinkles the corners of his eyes. making people happy just makes him feel so good, he can't help himself, okay?]
So it would seem. [sizhui's eyes follow the leash and collar, all the way up until it's set down, then sizhui redirects back to hua cheng, the hand he'd been using to cover his mouth moving back to his side. this way, whenever hua cheng goes for his pants, he can at least offer some help in getting them off, down over his hips and the curve of his ass, both hands pushing until he reaches mid-thigh before he lets hua cheng finish getting them and his underwear off.
the eagerness with which he's being undressed both flusters him and gives him another bout of smugness. someone this excited to see him naked? he can recall at least one other recent time, their first meeting not included, but being with sanji had been different.
although, the only thing on his mind now is the way he's being told to sit up. sizhui does as told, propping up onto his elbows first, pushing himself upright then he shimmies back a bit so he can twist around and rest on his knees, looking like the ever-obedient student. rather than curl into himself with embarrassment, he sits with his chest slightly puffed, still smiling, both of his hands resting on his thighs, wide eyes staring expectantly as he presents his neck.] Is this good enough?
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seeing the other man grin so exuberantly makes his own smile widen, something that he instinctively reaches to cover, even though there's no hiding the amusement that crinkles the corners of his eyes. making people happy just makes him feel so good, he can't help himself, okay?]
So it would seem. [sizhui's eyes follow the leash and collar, all the way up until it's set down, then sizhui redirects back to hua cheng, the hand he'd been using to cover his mouth moving back to his side. this way, whenever hua cheng goes for his pants, he can at least offer some help in getting them off, down over his hips and the curve of his ass, both hands pushing until he reaches mid-thigh before he lets hua cheng finish getting them and his underwear off.
the eagerness with which he's being undressed both flusters him and gives him another bout of smugness. someone this excited to see him naked? he can recall at least one other recent time, their first meeting not included, but being with sanji had been different.
although, the only thing on his mind now is the way he's being told to sit up. sizhui does as told, propping up onto his elbows first, pushing himself upright then he shimmies back a bit so he can twist around and rest on his knees, looking like the ever-obedient student. rather than curl into himself with embarrassment, he sits with his chest slightly puffed, still smiling, both of his hands resting on his thighs, wide eyes staring expectantly as he presents his neck.] Is this good enough?