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Xue Yang || 薛洋 ([personal profile] noneforyou) wrote in [community profile] peacockstop 2025-05-20 04:00 pm (UTC)

[ Xue Yang looks up with a glare, though at this point it's hard to tell how much of it is thanks to anger, frustration, or exhaustion. ]

Depends. You think those fucking fairies would tell the truth?

[ Considering how miserable he feels (and Xue Yang isn't one to be crippled by much, so he's in bad shape) he's not inclined to believe they were lying about this.

But now that there's relief in sight, Xue Yang is finding it hard to do any other sort of thinking. It's like the urges he gets when his suit turns black, but different in a way he doesn't want to examine right now. The person in front of him certainly isn't ugly, and Xue Yang's eyes are roaming him all over before he can stop himself. They linger, where clothes hide cock and on that mouth that he could stuff his own into, sleeves where hands that could jerk him off sit just out of sight. There's barely any attention paid to that obscured eye, especially when he's used to his sort-of-roommate who doesn't have any. ]


Why, are you gonna help?

[ He's not in any position to make threats about it right now, as much as he hates that fact. ]

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