[ A gasp leaves him as he feels teeth on his neck, arching to allow better access as his hair slips aside. ]
A-Cheng ...
[ Nails scrape up his lover's bare back as his own clothes fall apart under Jiang Cheng's dextrous hands, exposing his pale skin to the morning sunshine. The heat of their bodies feels like a furnace in the chill air. ]
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A-Cheng ...
[ Nails scrape up his lover's bare back as his own clothes fall apart under Jiang Cheng's dextrous hands, exposing his pale skin to the morning sunshine. The heat of their bodies feels like a furnace in the chill air. ]