[ He Ming is warm against him, and suddenly, he's almost frustrated that there isn't a decent place to really have his way with him. The only real steady surface is the sink, but that seems like such an arduous task considering what's happening right now.

Rune welcomes the kiss with a little more tongue, eventually giving in to what He Ming wants and tugging those boxers down enough to free his cock. He doesn't touch him though, pressing his fingers into his hip as he breaks contact to trail his mouth along his jaw to his ear. This is a dangerous line to walk with so many people outside a door that he's barred with magic, but he's still determined to tease He Ming until he begs him for exactly what he wants. ]

We have plenty of secrets together. You know mine, and I know yours. [ Mostly. Semantics aside, Rune doesn't have many that he doesn't just state or put on display. ] But you're right. I want this one to only belong to me. The same way you do.

[ He murmurs that last part, leaning into He Ming as he kisses his neck, and slowly, Rune's hand presses between them to touch him, the edge of his thumb the only real pressure he applies. ]