Soft - yet a core of steel. Flexible. But difficult to break. He likes feeling it under fingers that can do so much damage if he loses control, but trusting he won't easily harm this beauty.
And those touches help sooth the edge, nudging it just a bit further away. Distracting him with teasing words that tug a little grin from him. "This is a good start," he answers, letting himself tease right back.
Then leans in to steal a kiss, while pressing into that gentle hand caressing his chest so nicely.
Huaisang makes a soft sound as the other kisses him. His fingers curling against the other's chest as it presses into his hand. His nails a light scratch over it before caressing a bit lower over his stomach. He enjoys the kiss, the tickle from the other's facial hair on his own smooth skin.
And he can feel the want in it, in the way the other's body moves and feels against his own. He knows this man is a dangerous man but Huaisang chooses to believe that he wouldn't hurt him.
He can't quite resist the low growl at the gentle bite of nails scratching over skin. Mingjue presses into the kiss, deepening it. Lets himself want. To not hide how his body responds to holding Huaisang so close.
His touch is firm as he starts exploring the other's quiet strength, but not rough. No. He won't willingly hurt this beautiful man.
The younger man shudders as the other growls, the sound, the vibrations of it sending a splash of heat through him. He moans into the kiss, lips parting to invite the other to kiss him more deeply. His hand now sliding over his abs and lower, following down until fingertips just barely graze Mingjue's cock.
His other hand goes to his shoulder before winding his arm around the back of his neck to hold himself close to him as he lets his fingertips tease at Mingjue's length as if just stoking a fire.
Mingjue immediately takes that invitation, tongue darting out to taste and claim that mouth for himself, pulling Huaisang a little closer. He enjoys that hand as it slides down and teases just at the edge of his arousal, but he doesn't demand a firmer touch.
Not yet. He's curious about how this beauty will relax him. He returns to exploring that slender body, touch firm but not hard or rough enough to hurt or bruise. He lets his hips rock up just a little after a moment, patience fraying and need for the building passion and heat to find an outlet.
Huaisang's mouth is open and pliant but he kisses back, knowing Mingjue rarely seems to like passivity. And it's easier to be engaged, to be eager. He keeps his attention on the other's movements, his body language, the way he communicates without speaking -- perhaps without meaning too. He can tell when the other is impatient with the teasing.
He wraps his hand more firmly around the other's length, stroking him. he breaks the kiss to find the other's ear to whisper into. "I'm already prepared for you if you want to bend me over the edge of the bath and take me," he says hotly, squeezing the other's length as he does. "Or I could ride you right here like this."
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And those touches help sooth the edge, nudging it just a bit further away. Distracting him with teasing words that tug a little grin from him. "This is a good start," he answers, letting himself tease right back.
Then leans in to steal a kiss, while pressing into that gentle hand caressing his chest so nicely.
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And he can feel the want in it, in the way the other's body moves and feels against his own. He knows this man is a dangerous man but Huaisang chooses to believe that he wouldn't hurt him.
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His touch is firm as he starts exploring the other's quiet strength, but not rough. No. He won't willingly hurt this beautiful man.
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His other hand goes to his shoulder before winding his arm around the back of his neck to hold himself close to him as he lets his fingertips tease at Mingjue's length as if just stoking a fire.
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Not yet. He's curious about how this beauty will relax him. He returns to exploring that slender body, touch firm but not hard or rough enough to hurt or bruise. He lets his hips rock up just a little after a moment, patience fraying and need for the building passion and heat to find an outlet.
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He wraps his hand more firmly around the other's length, stroking him. he breaks the kiss to find the other's ear to whisper into. "I'm already prepared for you if you want to bend me over the edge of the bath and take me," he says hotly, squeezing the other's length as he does. "Or I could ride you right here like this."