[ the touch incites him, it's electrifying, sending a series of lights and signals, ripples, all down his spine as he pushes them both to the ground. the starts twinkle softly, glancing off of each immaculate hair on lu bixing's head. lin jingheng is speechless for a moment, due to his own actions and the view beneath him.
lu bixing is tentative, he is nervous, he is scared, so lin jingheng collides into him like a reminder of the meteor impact this humble teacher has had upon his life. it's bruising, teeth clicking, but this time, lin jingheng doesn't hesitate. his hand no longer flirts over lu bixing's shirt, but dips downwards, ungloved and resolute, to touch his belt and to wrap fingers around it. ]
Breathe.
[ he knows that lu bixing will forget. ]
It's less romantic if you pass out.
[ he starts to pull the clasp free slowly, and he can feel his heartbeat in his fingers and the heat growing at the tips of his ears, down his neck. what are you doing? the rigid thing inside of him pleads, while he turns his gray gaze to lu bixing. ]
stares mods directly in the eyes it's getting nsfw
lu bixing is tentative, he is nervous, he is scared, so lin jingheng collides into him like a reminder of the meteor impact this humble teacher has had upon his life. it's bruising, teeth clicking, but this time, lin jingheng doesn't hesitate. his hand no longer flirts over lu bixing's shirt, but dips downwards, ungloved and resolute, to touch his belt and to wrap fingers around it. ]
Breathe.
[ he knows that lu bixing will forget. ]
It's less romantic if you pass out.
[ he starts to pull the clasp free slowly, and he can feel his heartbeat in his fingers and the heat growing at the tips of his ears, down his neck. what are you doing? the rigid thing inside of him pleads, while he turns his gray gaze to lu bixing. ]
Do not take your eyes off of me.
[ ever. ]