[ the kiss gives him butterflies. it always does. it's such a balm after a shitty, terrible saturday once again, and he focuses on helping lin jingheng out of his clothes. dropping the shirt, the coat, the pants to the floor, and then letting himself be undressed without any pretense or complaining. this is way better than strip check.
he rolls his shoulders - the right one's injury now light and nearly closed - and wiggles out of his shirt, then huffs a laugh when lin takes his wrist and kisses it. lin jingheng gets to feel his heart flutter, the way it skips a beat when his mouth presses to his pulse, and lu bixing hunches his shoulders just a little, embarrassed like a scolded puppy who secretly loves being scolded just because he loves the attention. ]
I will, I will... [ listen. it's not been as bad as the first week with the love potions. he had to get that out of his system, but now that it feels less like a dream, it's at least more normal? lin's right, though. it has been a night.
he smiles against lin jingheng's shoulder, presses a kiss to the column of his neck, and starts to walk him backwards towards the actual shower. he trusts lin enough to turn the water on, because he is now very busy, moving his hands to fit against his hips, and stealing a kiss off of his mouth, instead. easy doesn't mean that he can't cage him in against the wall, it doesn't mean that he can't presses kisses down the thin skin of his neck, to the edge of that scar. the marks'll fade by next trial. probably. ]
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he rolls his shoulders - the right one's injury now light and nearly closed - and wiggles out of his shirt, then huffs a laugh when lin takes his wrist and kisses it. lin jingheng gets to feel his heart flutter, the way it skips a beat when his mouth presses to his pulse, and lu bixing hunches his shoulders just a little, embarrassed like a scolded puppy who secretly loves being scolded just because he loves the attention. ]
I will, I will... [ listen. it's not been as bad as the first week with the love potions. he had to get that out of his system, but now that it feels less like a dream, it's at least more normal? lin's right, though. it has been a night.
he smiles against lin jingheng's shoulder, presses a kiss to the column of his neck, and starts to walk him backwards towards the actual shower. he trusts lin enough to turn the water on, because he is now very busy, moving his hands to fit against his hips, and stealing a kiss off of his mouth, instead. easy doesn't mean that he can't cage him in against the wall, it doesn't mean that he can't presses kisses down the thin skin of his neck, to the edge of that scar. the marks'll fade by next trial. probably. ]