the hands are welcome, and like a tired beast, he leans into them, releasing the tension in his own body that has made everything stilted and awkward for him in this position. instead, he swallows up the last syllable of "anytime" and kisses lu bixing on the mouth, a slow reunion in a space that could be home for the time being. same window, same sunset, same sounds and smells.
he pushes down with a hand, weighty, but reassuring. ]
Stay down... you don't have to go anywhere. I'm right here, Bixing.
[ as he lets fingers make slow work of undoing each button (this is a biome sir) EACH BUTTON, letting fingertips slowly skim up his chest with a small, satisfied smile, dipping low and hooking into his belt.
another kiss, slower, consuming this time. it's real. ]
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the hands are welcome, and like a tired beast, he leans into them, releasing the tension in his own body that has made everything stilted and awkward for him in this position. instead, he swallows up the last syllable of "anytime" and kisses lu bixing on the mouth, a slow reunion in a space that could be home for the time being. same window, same sunset, same sounds and smells.
he pushes down with a hand, weighty, but reassuring. ]
Stay down... you don't have to go anywhere. I'm right here, Bixing.
[ as he lets fingers make slow work of undoing each button (this is a biome sir) EACH BUTTON, letting fingertips slowly skim up his chest with a small, satisfied smile, dipping low and hooking into his belt.
another kiss, slower, consuming this time. it's real. ]