dragon couldn't help but laugh, neediness dripping from xianzhou's general pores as soon as they entered the room. discarding piercing gauntlets first, he scoots closer only to palm at dearest' shoulders,
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longing where sable tresses parted to expose nape, arbiter presses sweetness to delicate skin.
an afternoon entangled in one another would be a dream realised. embrace loosens, if only for a moment, for arbiter to entwine palms,
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slowly undoing buckles and straps and stripping him from his armour pieces. coming to chest, and then waist, sliding clothing off along the process. in his ministrations, jingyuan was left only with the vests from hips down.