[Huaisang hisses, pleased by that hard movement, rewarding Xue Yang with another soft bite to his neck. He clings to his lover as he's carried over to the window, reaching out to pluck a fruit which he cradles to his chest. He also grabs a moderately long piece of old, fraying rope that looks weak enough to break in the middle that they'd missed in their earlier haste to reach the vibes. Huaisang clutches it close as well, leaning in to gently peck Xue Yang's lips.]
I'm ready now. Let's find a bedroom. There has to be one somewhere around here. And a bed.
[Hopefully, it'll have bed posts but if not, Huaisang can bind him in a different way.]
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I'm ready now. Let's find a bedroom. There has to be one somewhere around here. And a bed.
[Hopefully, it'll have bed posts but if not, Huaisang can bind him in a different way.]