[ mo ran smiles to himself for guessing it right: of course his teacher would love the sweetest version of coffee he can get. no wonder he keeps mentioning it: if it's a treat, they're already late on schedule about that. chu wanning must've been looking forward to the sugar ever since he opened his eyes.
he laughs softly and loosens his hold, his expression oozing adoration: if chu wanning were to glance at him even shortly, he would surely see it and hopefully recognize it for what it is --absolute love. if not, it's simple to notice how happy he is, just being allowed to watch wanning like that.
his gaze is eager and heavy, making no mystery of his want, even after everything they've done, last night and in the shower --he'll never stop yearning for him, he simply knows. wanning is beautiful from head to toes; his silky hair, his wide shoulders, the lines of his abs. mo ran observes so intently the graceful movement of his legs as he wears his briefs that it could feel like a caress to the other --what gorgeous long legs. even his toes are pretty --god really put his best efforts in creating someone as perfect as wanning. ]
Mhmm, it's okay. I'm happy I get to wear your clothes.
[ he admits with almost childlike excitement, eyes crinkling at the edges in pure happiness. it turns quickly into a frown when chu wanning admits to not eating in the morning --he guessed as much: this man really takes such poor care of himself. it's a wonder he's never fainted from malnutrition while giving classes.
he opens his mouth to scold him lightly when the older man uses the same words as him and mo ran looks surprised for a moment, since he didn't expect it. does wanning like his body? he feels suddenly flattered and he grins, dimples deep. ]
I can do anything Wanning wants of me.
[ he can be a really good boy, he wants to prove it to him. so he gets up from the bed and tugs his towel off, folding it and hanging it so it won't wet anything. he goes through the clothes he was given and of course starts with his underwear, a little too tight where it matters and in the waistband, given chu wanning's outrageously slender hips, but not uncomfortable. he stops moving then, not on purpose for once, pursing his lips in thought and the pause will give the other plenty of time to watch. ]
I'm sure I'll manage to whip up something. Then we'll have to go shopping for groceries. [ he suggests, now bending to grab his tee. when he stretches his arms up, his back tightens, chu wanning's many scratches dancing along his taut muscles and along the dip of his spine. it will surely give the older man an idea of how his back must've looked while they were tangled in bed, moving together. the shirt fits him quite right at least and then he puts the pants on, short on the ankles and once again a little too tight on the front. ] If you're not busy today, we can go shopping together later.
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he laughs softly and loosens his hold, his expression oozing adoration: if chu wanning were to glance at him even shortly, he would surely see it and hopefully recognize it for what it is --absolute love. if not, it's simple to notice how happy he is, just being allowed to watch wanning like that.
his gaze is eager and heavy, making no mystery of his want, even after everything they've done, last night and in the shower --he'll never stop yearning for him, he simply knows. wanning is beautiful from head to toes; his silky hair, his wide shoulders, the lines of his abs. mo ran observes so intently the graceful movement of his legs as he wears his briefs that it could feel like a caress to the other --what gorgeous long legs. even his toes are pretty --god really put his best efforts in creating someone as perfect as wanning. ]
Mhmm, it's okay. I'm happy I get to wear your clothes.
[ he admits with almost childlike excitement, eyes crinkling at the edges in pure happiness. it turns quickly into a frown when chu wanning admits to not eating in the morning --he guessed as much: this man really takes such poor care of himself. it's a wonder he's never fainted from malnutrition while giving classes.
he opens his mouth to scold him lightly when the older man uses the same words as him and mo ran looks surprised for a moment, since he didn't expect it. does wanning like his body? he feels suddenly flattered and he grins, dimples deep. ]
I can do anything Wanning wants of me.
[ he can be a really good boy, he wants to prove it to him. so he gets up from the bed and tugs his towel off, folding it and hanging it so it won't wet anything. he goes through the clothes he was given and of course starts with his underwear, a little too tight where it matters and in the waistband, given chu wanning's outrageously slender hips, but not uncomfortable. he stops moving then, not on purpose for once, pursing his lips in thought and the pause will give the other plenty of time to watch. ]
I'm sure I'll manage to whip up something. Then we'll have to go shopping for groceries. [ he suggests, now bending to grab his tee. when he stretches his arms up, his back tightens, chu wanning's many scratches dancing along his taut muscles and along the dip of his spine. it will surely give the older man an idea of how his back must've looked while they were tangled in bed, moving together. the shirt fits him quite right at least and then he puts the pants on, short on the ankles and once again a little too tight on the front. ] If you're not busy today, we can go shopping together later.