[Despite the firmness in his touches and the roughness of his calloused fingers, Wriothesley's touches were surprisingly gentle. Sweet. He moves at Baizhu's pace, always just aware enough of the other's comfort.
When the other silently asks for more, he's more than happy to oblige. He parts his lips and entwines his tongue in an open mouthed kiss.]
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When the other silently asks for more, he's more than happy to oblige. He parts his lips and entwines his tongue in an open mouthed kiss.]