[ The way Rune talks to him makes He Ming feel like the most important person in the room, or at least the cutest. The words are so intimate and so close to him, warm and liquid, pooling at the base of his spine.
But even with that heat, He Ming shivers violently as he's exposed to the air. ]
Mm, I— [ His hips jolt. The motion causes Rune's fingernail to press in, but that too only makes him harder. Arching away from the sticky plastic of the stall, He Ming clutches at his back, nails catching on the fabric of his shirt. He has to close his eyes. ] I do.
[ When he manages to catch a breath, he turns his head to chase Rune's lips again, just so he can speak against them, fervent with want. ]
You're the only one I let touch. Rune, don't tease me for too long. I want to get off. I want you to get me off before we go out there so I feel it in my legs. [ Despite the limited point of contact, he tries to thrust into Rune's hand, not very much caring if it looks needy. His skirts swish with the motion. ] Please.
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But even with that heat, He Ming shivers violently as he's exposed to the air. ]
Mm, I— [ His hips jolt. The motion causes Rune's fingernail to press in, but that too only makes him harder. Arching away from the sticky plastic of the stall, He Ming clutches at his back, nails catching on the fabric of his shirt. He has to close his eyes. ] I do.
[ When he manages to catch a breath, he turns his head to chase Rune's lips again, just so he can speak against them, fervent with want. ]
You're the only one I let touch. Rune, don't tease me for too long. I want to get off. I want you to get me off before we go out there so I feel it in my legs. [ Despite the limited point of contact, he tries to thrust into Rune's hand, not very much caring if it looks needy. His skirts swish with the motion. ] Please.