[ there's a little twist of excitement in his belly when seimei speaks, when he drags his teeth over dan heng's thumb, when he does more or less anything. while dan heng is a confident young man, he is not nearly as forward when it comes to interpersonal relationships - and not at all, where intimacy is concerned.
yet this man moves and speaks and acts with a graceful self-assurance that is almost enviable. perhaps someday dan heng can learn the same.
for now, however, he's still rather shy, his cheeks burning when those warm lips touch the delicate skin inside his palm, feeling the pressure through leather glove. his eyes flick down toward it, then up again, meeting seimei's gaze. ]
That sounds like cheating. I haven't earned it.
[ though he applies a little pressure to seimei's lower lip nonetheless, as he reaches with his free hand to push the dice across the low table. ]
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yet this man moves and speaks and acts with a graceful self-assurance that is almost enviable. perhaps someday dan heng can learn the same.
for now, however, he's still rather shy, his cheeks burning when those warm lips touch the delicate skin inside his palm, feeling the pressure through leather glove. his eyes flick down toward it, then up again, meeting seimei's gaze. ]
That sounds like cheating. I haven't earned it.
[ though he applies a little pressure to seimei's lower lip nonetheless, as he reaches with his free hand to push the dice across the low table. ]
Your turn.