[ There’s almost something sweet about the way Kleken draws him into a kiss, as though encouraging him to say something about the nickname issue, though Baizhu’s far too distracted by that moan he feels to think of anything else.
At last, he’s getting the inkling that Kleken isn’t as unaffected by all this as he thought he is.
Then it would be best if they stop prolonging their own suffering, wouldn’t it? If there’s a way for Kleken to get his tentacles off of both their cocks so they can finally come…
Baizhu breaks the kiss with a sigh, sliding his hand toward Kleken’s cheek, the gesture shockingly affectionate— ]
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[ There’s almost something sweet about the way Kleken draws him into a kiss, as though encouraging him to say something about the nickname issue, though Baizhu’s far too distracted by that moan he feels to think of anything else.
At last, he’s getting the inkling that Kleken isn’t as unaffected by all this as he thought he is.
Then it would be best if they stop prolonging their own suffering, wouldn’t it? If there’s a way for Kleken to get his tentacles off of both their cocks so they can finally come…
Baizhu breaks the kiss with a sigh, sliding his hand toward Kleken’s cheek, the gesture shockingly affectionate— ]
Then…what would you like?
[ For a nickname, that is.
Asshole. ]