[ Huaisang's large window is left open and candles are lit in his room. His door is locked to at least slowdown someone if they suddenly wanted to intrude on his space. ]
[ Huaisang licks his lips and he briefly holds up the sketch which is definitely sexual in nature, one man on his knees in front of another man and the intentions were clear, hand in the kneeling man's hair. He set the sketch aside and gets up. ]
[ Huaisang’s eyes are mischievous as he presses in close to Nida,
one finger trailing down the center of his chest and stopping before he got
to his pants. ]
[ It's just an affectionate sort of nickname, the sort that not everyone can use. He wouldn't explain as much, and as the other goes with his request he quickly frees his cock as he pushes his pants and everything out of the way.
Slender fingers wrap around him stroking once, twice and then flicking his lip at the tip as he looks up at the other with a small smirk curling on his lips. ]
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I’m at my house. You remember yeah?
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Yeah I can do that even if it’s not really necessary.
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coming in through the window is kinda hot though.
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Candles?
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Of course. Well, I have plenty.
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[ Huaisang's large window is left open and candles are lit in his room. His door is locked to at least slowdown someone if they suddenly wanted to intrude on his space. ]
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Hey there.
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Hey.
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Busy? I could leave.
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[ Huaisang licks his lips and he briefly holds up the sketch which is definitely sexual in nature, one man on his knees in front of another man and the intentions were clear, hand in the kneeling man's hair. He set the sketch aside and gets up. ]
I was just imagining a few things.
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Your imagination is colorful, despite the sketchy nature. I think it's something that could be brought to life.
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Could it? I don’t know...
[ Huaisang’s eyes are mischievous as he presses in close to Nida, one finger trailing down the center of his chest and stopping before he got to his pants. ]
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[He doesn't move into or away from the touch. Just still, waiting.
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[ Huaisang’s finger traced the edge of the others pants, stepping closer.]
Do you want it badly enough?
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[Clearly yes. Still he moves not a muscle save for what was needed for speaking.]
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[ Huaisang smiles as he looks at the other and his fingers start to work open his belt as he slips to his knees. ]
Do you have to call me lordling?
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[He watches the other man carefully, smile soft]
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A-Sang.
[ Huaisang glances up at him. It’s a rare thing for him to want to be called that. Only a handful of people do. ]
Maybe you should say please.
[ He hands, letting his finger trace the line of the others cock but not taking down his pants to free him just yet. ]
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[He doesn't ask why. He obeys.]
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Slender fingers wrap around him stroking once, twice and then flicking his lip at the tip as he looks up at the other with a small smirk curling on his lips. ]
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Changing to prose because mobile tagging is tiring
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