[ It's somewhere between a death roll and squirming. His hands feel the play of muscles and hot skin beneath cloth. It's somewhere between a view that he could jerk off too alone, and not enough friction to get ANYWHERE between them. And it's all his and he wants to BITE every inch of it and leave his marks and see just how gone and breathless he can make-
It takes a second to, you know, make out the words over the thudding pulse in his ears. ]
They're ALL in the way.
[ And all of that predatory confidence is gone as he starts pulling his shirt over his head just by grabbing both layers and gets his ARM STUCK, LIKE A DRUNKEN COLLEGE STUDENT. ]
[The funny thing is that this doesn't turn Yingxing off at all - there's still the undercurrent of horny, but the bark of laughter doesn't kill it. He props himself up on his elbows and watches Brocade struggle for about five more seconds, before sitting up and
Biting him on a pec HA he is defenseless and Yingxing is winning thanks!!]
[ His voice shoots right up with that ENJOYMENT OF THE BEEFCAKE THANKS. The increased struggles would be more convincing if he didn't arc into it, and the fingers visible spasming. ]
If you didn't already know I was a dick we wouldn't be here, would we?
[Here's some cheeky tongue to a nipple - all right, maybe a fair bit, he's getting distracted, all this muscle isn't new to him but he's wanted to put his mouth on Brocade since forever, he smells so good -
He gives in and helps him with his little clothing mishap, but the moment that shirt is off the first thing he'll be seeing is Yingxing's face, flush mottled all the way down and disappearing into the collar of his top.]
[ That lash of wet heat does ANYTHING but soothe in the wake of those teeth but who is complaining? None complaints. NEGATIVE complaints. Infinite Non Complaints works.
That view though. Any need to check in on the "hey are we good for more" is just scrombled. Like his last few braincells. Frankly, if he doesn't get out of these pants soon he's going to ruin them...]
I mean, you too.
[ Shit that sounded lame it doesn't matter if Yingxing sounded lame too he's the one who's not supposed to sound lame OKAY KISSING. It's not the bruising, sucking tangle before but a little slow, hot exploration.
And murmurs against Lithium's neck: ] Bro you got no idea how long...
[ And then the pinch, sting and pull right at the juncture. ]
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It takes a second to, you know, make out the words over the thudding pulse in his ears. ]
They're ALL in the way.
[ And all of that predatory confidence is gone as he starts pulling his shirt over his head just by grabbing both layers and gets his ARM STUCK, LIKE A DRUNKEN COLLEGE STUDENT. ]
OH COME ON.
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Biting him on a pec HA he is defenseless and Yingxing is winning thanks!!]
Need some help?
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[ His voice shoots right up with that ENJOYMENT OF THE BEEFCAKE THANKS. The increased struggles would be more convincing if he didn't arc into it, and the fingers visible spasming. ]
I THOUGHT YA WANTED DICK, NOT BE ONE!!!
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[Here's some cheeky tongue to a nipple - all right, maybe a fair bit, he's getting distracted, all this muscle isn't new to him but he's wanted to put his mouth on Brocade since forever, he smells so good -
He gives in and helps him with his little clothing mishap, but the moment that shirt is off the first thing he'll be seeing is Yingxing's face, flush mottled all the way down and disappearing into the collar of his top.]
Uh. [He's staring.] You're really hot.
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That view though. Any need to check in on the "hey are we good for more" is just scrombled. Like his last few braincells. Frankly, if he doesn't get out of these pants soon he's going to ruin them...]
I mean, you too.
[ Shit that sounded lame it doesn't matter if Yingxing sounded lame too he's the one who's not supposed to sound lame OKAY KISSING. It's not the bruising, sucking tangle before but a little slow, hot exploration.
And murmurs against Lithium's neck: ] Bro you got no idea how long...
[ And then the pinch, sting and pull right at the juncture. ]