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[ wow the door hello. lin jingheng laughs, actually laughs. it's not a giggle by any means, but it's soft, breathless between their mouths as he shoves off his coat, pushing with fingers and palms until it can hit the floor completely. he runs his hands up his arms to his shoulders, fingers gripping, sliding upwards to assure lu bixing he's here, he's touching him—

and then, thanks to that whisper, he dives immediately for his back, sinking fingers into the warm muscle of his sholder blades, pulling him closer.

maybe u should be worried because lin jingheng is eager to be just as all over him, grip like steel, teeth teasing at his lower lip. between one kiss and the next: ]

I like it.

[ man. thanks thancred. ]