[funniest thing about this conversation they're having is that they are in hua cheng's room and there's obviously no way sizhui would kick him out of his own bed. if he's lucky, hua cheng won't kick him out, because then that means he can cuddle the other man after they've (eventually) finished up with what they're currently doing.]
Mmm, I don't think I'll be kicking you out of your own bed, so. [sizhui has to smile faintly at the mere idea; kicking someone out of their own room? absolutely laughable, really.
sizhui is already wriggling slightly whenever hua cheng's hand moves up his side, once it reaches his bicep and moves down to his elbow, he's fighting to actively not tremble while their fingers entwine. his gaze follows the whole way, right up until hua cheng pins the hand near his head, which has him redirecting again, wide eyes staring for a long moment— or at least until hua cheng picks up the pace a bit and has them sinking shut. was he that obvious? ah well, this simply means hua cheng knows what he's doing and that in turn has sizhui trying a little harder to keep himself from peaking too quickly.
while he knows what he looks like now and can (sort of) appreciate it, he's appreciating watching hua cheng's expression again, admiring how he looks during their intimate moment. it prompts him to let his head loll somewhat, his free hand reaching to hua cheng's face, the pad of his thumb tracing across his cheek first then he uses his index finger to trace along the bridge of his partner's nose as he says:] Stunning.
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Mmm, I don't think I'll be kicking you out of your own bed, so. [sizhui has to smile faintly at the mere idea; kicking someone out of their own room? absolutely laughable, really.
sizhui is already wriggling slightly whenever hua cheng's hand moves up his side, once it reaches his bicep and moves down to his elbow, he's fighting to actively not tremble while their fingers entwine. his gaze follows the whole way, right up until hua cheng pins the hand near his head, which has him redirecting again, wide eyes staring for a long moment— or at least until hua cheng picks up the pace a bit and has them sinking shut. was he that obvious? ah well, this simply means hua cheng knows what he's doing and that in turn has sizhui trying a little harder to keep himself from peaking too quickly.
while he knows what he looks like now and can (sort of) appreciate it, he's appreciating watching hua cheng's expression again, admiring how he looks during their intimate moment. it prompts him to let his head loll somewhat, his free hand reaching to hua cheng's face, the pad of his thumb tracing across his cheek first then he uses his index finger to trace along the bridge of his partner's nose as he says:] Stunning.