[He nibbles on the soft ears before shifting his attention to Zishu's neck. His kisses there soon become bites, however. Claiming bites. He licks them to take away the sting, but he doesn't apologize for them - and he won't. His A-Xu is his.
White hair mixes with black as Kexing presses against his lover, hugging him while he thrusts relentlessly. Zishu will surely feel his heart beating against his back. His shoulder-blades to be precise!
The sound of his name spurs him on and he cries out hoarsely, shuddering to his core.]
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White hair mixes with black as Kexing presses against his lover, hugging him while he thrusts relentlessly. Zishu will surely feel his heart beating against his back. His shoulder-blades to be precise!
The sound of his name spurs him on and he cries out hoarsely, shuddering to his core.]
A-Xu! I love you, A-Xu...