[Jin Guangyao looks up at him with the light tug. T seeing the bit of familiar goading was nice.]
But a-Yao has already eaten three bondage men cookies! Fiiiine. If it pleases Er-ge, this wayward A-Yao will eat some of his food and change.
[With that he stands up and stretches, taking a moment to press his forehead against the other man’s. The dress was itchy anyway, he rummaged around the clothing pile finally coming up with an oversized t shirt and sweatpants. Maybe if he tied it really tight they would stay on. He turned around with his back to Xichen and slipped off the dress to his hips and put the shirt on. It came down to his knees. Then he slipped off the dress and put on the sweats, timing it as tight as it would go. It sort of worked. He laughed and did a little spin for Xichen’s benefit.]
I look like a-Ling when he was little and tried to wear my hat and outer robe. He was pretending to be Shushu and got ink on everything. On my documents, my clothes, his face. Fairy ended up with an ink mustache.
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But a-Yao has already eaten three bondage men cookies! Fiiiine. If it pleases Er-ge, this wayward A-Yao will eat some of his food and change.
[With that he stands up and stretches, taking a moment to press his forehead against the other man’s. The dress was itchy anyway, he rummaged around the clothing pile finally coming up with an oversized t shirt and sweatpants. Maybe if he tied it really tight they would stay on. He turned around with his back to Xichen and slipped off the dress to his hips and put the shirt on. It came down to his knees. Then he slipped off the dress and put on the sweats, timing it as tight as it would go. It sort of worked. He laughed and did a little spin for Xichen’s benefit.]
I look like a-Ling when he was little and tried to wear my hat and outer robe. He was pretending to be Shushu and got ink on everything. On my documents, my clothes, his face. Fairy ended up with an ink mustache.