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Lan Sizhui is a cultivator from Ancient China, where he spent most of his time hunting monsters, ghosts, spirits, et cetera and so forth. He has an extremely calm and refined exterior, his appearance is dignified, but he's usually seen with a faint smile.
He is a Good Boy and will likely try to befriend anyone, even if they're not too friendly themselves.
It may sound like the same thing a lot of people are saying, but I would like to finish the game here, however necessary, and perhaps finally get to go back home.
I'm well-versed in sword-fighting, martial arts, horseback riding, archery, playing the guqin, cooking, gardening. I could list many more things, although I think that's a pretty broad enough list of some things I enjoy doing.
Ah, well, perhaps meditating too?
I've read too many books to choose just one. I've not seen many movies, but if I had to pick one out of the few I have, I would go with Strange Magic. Besides my own, perhaps piano music? Jazz and classical are also top-tier choices. As for food choices... as long as it's edible, I'm not all that picky.
People who aren't going to judge if my shape changes? Because that's a thing that happens at the end of every month.
Oh! I suppose, ah, durable partners would be important.
Wine.
.02 CLOWNS OR MIMES
Clowns...?
.03 SHOWER OR BATH
Both, depending.
.04 PIRATES OR NINJAS
Both. Again, situation depending.
.05 TITS OR ASS
Does this really matter?
.06 COFFEE OR TEA
Tea.
.07 SPICY OR SWEET
Sweet.
.08 SUMMER OR WINTER
Winter.
.09 LEATHER OR LACE
Lace.
10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX
Yes.
Protagonist: ENFJ-A
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[He chuckles, and now that he's not so keyed up, having already spent himself inside Sizhui's mouth earlier. Since he's not as conscious now of the possibility of being caught, he's more emboldened to do what he wants, tilting his head and lowering it to his neck, so that he can press a feather-light kiss to his neck, so tender that it was almost easy to miss.
In contrast, his fingers work his cock with a little more ease, sliding up and down and squeezing the base. He speaks against his skin, focusing on letting his breath tickle it.]
Ya like when yer neck gets attention, sweetheart?
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his own lips part in a soft, breathy-sounding sigh whenever rinne begins stroking him a little more intently. he can feel himself blushing, but he ignores it in favor of answering,]
Yes, I do. [he rolls his hips for emphasis before continuing,] I like it when many parts of me get attention. [saying his dick isn't necessary in this situation, given the circumstances, so he hopes that one is a bit more obvious than where rinne is tickling his neck.]
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[Sadly, unless Sizhui wants to get undressed in public, there's only so much he can give all his attention to. Not that it stops him, of course, from slipping his hand lower to grab his ass, pushing him up into his touch as he continues to stroke his length.
He kisses down his neck, nipping at the juncture that connects to his shoulder even as his hand moves up to the small of his back, chuckling right after.]
I'd give ya lots of attention.
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to be honest, having his ass grabbed like that while rinne jerks him off is more than enough for what they're doing; the gesture draws a surprised yelp out of him, something that makes him immediately raise a hand between them and clap it over his own mouth, a pitiful attempt at muffling the remnants of the sound he'd just made.
it doesn't help to have rinne start leaving little bites on the spot where his neck meets his shoulder, earning more noises which are effectively stifled behind his hand this time, though once he's able to regain some sense of composure, he briefly lowers the hand and:]
You— you're doing a pretty good job already. [or the best they can do when they're trying not to be seen.]
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[Not that his hand was that much inferior to his mouth, really. He's got clever fingers, and he handles his cock with ease, squeezing tight at the base to tease him before he picks up speed with his strokes. He continues to squeeze his ass, letting go to push his fingers toward the curve in the center. Something that won't really do anything, not with his pants in the way, but the hint is there.]
If ya got lube on ya, I can even give ya some attention there.
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he thankfully doesn't have to focus on much else besides rinne's hand on his cock, right up until that other hand shifts and those fingers dip downward, causing sizhui's hips to jump forward abruptly, his lips pressing together to muffle another noise that attempts slipping out. funnily enough, he has learned to carry those single-use lube packets on him, so there's probably one in his pocket if rinne gives him a second to check.]
I might. [then he reaches toward his pockets for a moment, fumbling around until he produces a packet of cherry-flavored lubricant.] Well, isn't that convenient?
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Kyaha~ Someone's ready. Ya really are a naughty lil' bastard, thinkin' bout gettin' hard and needy in the library.
[He grins, pulling his hand back out from his pants and giving him a rough slap on it, before he takes the lube and inspects it. His other hand doesn't even pause, continuing to give him languid strokes that have lost some of its speed, probably to give Sizhui some time to catch his breath, or because he's distracted.]
Cherry, huh? Guess ya popped yers by now. Feelin' sentimental?
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the smack has him bucking forward again, somehow forcing them even closer, although he didn't think that was possible. he exhales a slow, measured sigh, eyelashes fluttering momentarily before he refocuses on the packet of lube in rinne's hand now, lower lip tucked between his teeth at the slower sensation of his hand; it does help him catch his breath, even if it simply means rinne's distracted by the cherry-flavored lubrication.]
Some years ago, [he remarks, completely serious and no less straightforward when he continues,] It's the only thing they had left at the time.
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[Uh. Awkward. He isn't sure if he should be fingering him to the tune of this, so he doesn't. Not yet, at least, since he still hasn't opened the packet.
How is he supposed to take that?]
I'm guessin' ya don't mean a creampie.
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If I'm feeling sentimental, I'll remember to let you know.
And no... No, I do not. [thanks, rinne, now he's doing his best impression of a tomato, all while looking somewhat confused. had he misspoke? was rinne trying to make a joke and it went right over his head like a lot of jokes do???]