The words had him making a soft frustrated sound before he pulled his finger out and moved. It was only a few steps to reach the island, at least his mouth finding another spot on Wei Ying's neck as he set him on the stone countertop, his hand slipping between them wrap around Wei Ying, giving him a slow stroke.
His other hand went for the oil, pulling it into reach.
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NSFW for a while anyway.
on 2020-01-30 10:25 am (UTC)His other hand went for the oil, pulling it into reach.