[Now that Huaisang's hands are free, he doesn't waste any time in touching his beloved. One hand grabs Xue Yang's hair, winding it possessively around his hand while the other roughly rakes nails down his back Unhindered by the vines, Huaisang's free enough to lean forward to bite Xue Yang's shoulder hard, maybe even hard enough to break the skin just a fraction. Then he pulls back just enough to lick the marked skin.
After a few self-indulgent seconds, he answers decisively.]
Bed. I want you in bed.
[Then he'll make it so Xue Yang can never. The others will have go on without him. Xue Yang belongs to him and it's time he properly understood that.]
We'll bring those fruits.
[Another soft kiss to Xue Yang's lips as Huaisang stares at him intently.]
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After a few self-indulgent seconds, he answers decisively.]
Bed. I want you in bed.
[Then he'll make it so Xue Yang can never. The others will have go on without him. Xue Yang belongs to him and it's time he properly understood that.]
We'll bring those fruits.
[Another soft kiss to Xue Yang's lips as Huaisang stares at him intently.]