[ Xingqiu is so good with words. Naturally—the young man is a wordsmith with a silver tongue, as handsome as he is clever. Chongyun's gaze lingers on the petal pink of his lips as he speaks, cheeks flushing at another arrowed tease. It goes right for his heart, landing bullseye as always. The sheets feel especially cool beneath his warm cheek; his eyes lid for a moment, distracted with an intrusive thought.
Although he's acknowledged his feelings for the other boy, Chongyun still tries to practice restraint. Even if he feels his condition has become more stable, it takes next to nothing for Xingqiu to get his blood heated.
Maybe it's because he's so tired from the day's events and because he had gotten overwhelmed twice in quick succession, but the exorcist lacks the restraint of a normal night. His reply to that sweet sentence is to lean forward and close the gap between them, warm lips lightly brushing over Xingqiu's. It's a chaste kiss, but not a short one. A kiss that lingers long enough for him to close his eyes and breathe in Xingqiu's scent and to squeeze his hand affectionately.
And when it ends, he doesn't go far. He's basically sharing Xingqiu's pillow when he opens his eyes again to meet their gazes. ]
Mn.
[ A soft noise of agreement. The bed has nothing to do with it at all. ]
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Although he's acknowledged his feelings for the other boy, Chongyun still tries to practice restraint. Even if he feels his condition has become more stable, it takes next to nothing for Xingqiu to get his blood heated.
Maybe it's because he's so tired from the day's events and because he had gotten overwhelmed twice in quick succession, but the exorcist lacks the restraint of a normal night. His reply to that sweet sentence is to lean forward and close the gap between them, warm lips lightly brushing over Xingqiu's. It's a chaste kiss, but not a short one. A kiss that lingers long enough for him to close his eyes and breathe in Xingqiu's scent and to squeeze his hand affectionately.
And when it ends, he doesn't go far. He's basically sharing Xingqiu's pillow when he opens his eyes again to meet their gazes. ]
Mn.
[ A soft noise of agreement. The bed has nothing to do with it at all. ]