The unpleasant moment has long passed; he is content to settle more comfortably atop Lan Zhan, weaving his fingers deeper into his hair, and continue to kiss him, gentle and unhurried.
"What were you singing before?" he whispers at last, when their lips part.
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Date: 2020-10-22 02:00 pm (UTC)"What were you singing before?" he whispers at last, when their lips part.