[ the words pouring out of mo ran's lips are utterly shameless and even if chu wanning knows they're fairly mild as far as dirty talk goes. he's heard worse from mo ran before, even. but it feels different from this side, to think about claiming mo ran— who is someone so confident and assured and brilliant that he can't imagine him wanting to be claimed.
but he does, just like he always knows the best way to motivate and entice chu wanning to do things. knowing that mo ran wants this, that he'd disappoint his lover is enough to keep him going. the doubts still linger, a shadow in the back of his head, but he's able to ignore it for now.
his hands slide up to mo ran's shirt, which has already been pulled out of his pants, and he unbuttons it with hands that only tremble slightly before he mentally scolds himself and steadies them; he's an engineer, unsteady hands would be terrible. ]
I do, [ he admits, a shy moment later. his shirt is nearly undone, and when chu wanning finishes undoing the last button, he slides his hands up mo ran's chest, pushing aside the shirt to expose his firm abdomen and pectorals. ] Want to see you when I am... doing that.
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but he does, just like he always knows the best way to motivate and entice chu wanning to do things. knowing that mo ran wants this, that he'd disappoint his lover is enough to keep him going. the doubts still linger, a shadow in the back of his head, but he's able to ignore it for now.
his hands slide up to mo ran's shirt, which has already been pulled out of his pants, and he unbuttons it with hands that only tremble slightly before he mentally scolds himself and steadies them; he's an engineer, unsteady hands would be terrible. ]
I do, [ he admits, a shy moment later. his shirt is nearly undone, and when chu wanning finishes undoing the last button, he slides his hands up mo ran's chest, pushing aside the shirt to expose his firm abdomen and pectorals. ] Want to see you when I am... doing that.