[ Broken. Bloodied. But had refused to give up. He hums into the kisses, lips parting in welcome to let their tongues dance and tangle together. Those lazy thrusts earn the breathless state he's in even as he presses into the contact of their foreheads. ]
I know. You didn't leave to punish me, Lao Wen. You didn't leave...on purpose.
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I know. You didn't leave to punish me, Lao Wen. You didn't leave...on purpose.