[ He Xuan had seen him naked before, though the heat has all but shot any logic in his head at all.
Whenever Mount Tonglu set the ghosts into a frenzy from the disruption, He Xuan merely found a way to sleep away, unaffected. He obviously can't do so here, for better or worse. But with the retort the other male's given, he can't quite find himself able to argue much with it. It isn't like there's any extra set of clothing for Tartaglia here, so he just barely resists reaching out to pull him back, and decides not to grant it no reply.
Besides, with the way Tartaglia sinks to his knees before him, already looking debaucherous enough that a different sort of distraction takes him, and there's that kind of laughter being torn straight from the other male's throat, which does something to him. ]
Then, do it.
[ The words spill out seemingly coldly, but are heated all the same, He Xuan's hands going straight to undo his belt, tossing it to the floor unceremoniously. Followed by him shrugging at least what will be considered one outer layer offโa necessity for him to take out his cock from his pants, a healthy, nice size for someone as tall as him. One other hand reaches out to boldly grasp a hold of that hair, fingers already sinking in, no need to pull just yet with him so close. ]
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Whenever Mount Tonglu set the ghosts into a frenzy from the disruption, He Xuan merely found a way to sleep away, unaffected. He obviously can't do so here, for better or worse. But with the retort the other male's given, he can't quite find himself able to argue much with it. It isn't like there's any extra set of clothing for Tartaglia here, so he just barely resists reaching out to pull him back, and decides not to grant it no reply.
Besides, with the way Tartaglia sinks to his knees before him, already looking debaucherous enough that a different sort of distraction takes him, and there's that kind of laughter being torn straight from the other male's throat, which does something to him. ]
Then, do it.
[ The words spill out seemingly coldly, but are heated all the same, He Xuan's hands going straight to undo his belt, tossing it to the floor unceremoniously. Followed by him shrugging at least what will be considered one outer layer offโa necessity for him to take out his cock from his pants, a healthy, nice size for someone as tall as him. One other hand reaches out to boldly grasp a hold of that hair, fingers already sinking in, no need to pull just yet with him so close. ]