He is the one to end the kiss, just for an instant. He bends to the side to set Bichen on the floor, leaning it against the bookshelf, and then returns his full, focused attention to Wei Ying.
He presses him against the door, using the weight of his body to hold him there, and kisses him again, and again, and again.
"Wei Ying."
Low and rough, nearly a growl, as he puts his hands first on Wei Ying's shoulders, then runs them along his arms, to his wrists, where his grip tightens.
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Date: 2020-10-18 09:27 am (UTC)He presses him against the door, using the weight of his body to hold him there, and kisses him again, and again, and again.
"Wei Ying."
Low and rough, nearly a growl, as he puts his hands first on Wei Ying's shoulders, then runs them along his arms, to his wrists, where his grip tightens.
"My Wei Ying."