[ Those markings left will stay easily; even if his skin doesn't flush like a normal human's, bruises will still linger.
In the haze, He Xuan can only think that it is certainly nothing less than typical of the other male to brutally continue such movements with such a singular, yet driven, and greedy focus. As if he has any room to judge, when both of them have been so feverous with desire, merciless in their own ways to be fulfilled.
Nevertheless, regardless of where he's positioned, it's so easy for him to lean upwards as much as he can into the kiss despite the fact that both of them have recently reached the culmination of the first round. For a man like himself, He Xuan has usually been relatively patient, though if given the option to immediately capitalize on something he desires, he'll go right for it. And so, he has full intentions of making good on the little exchange between them. When Tartaglia finally pulls away, He Xuan unabashedly licks his lips, where the other male has pressed a thumb just a few moments ago.
It's almost seamless how he pulls himself into a seating position, only to then place himself over the younger man like before. Seeing him cover an arm with his face like that does amuse him a little, considering what he had asked of him. ]
I'd no intentions of allowing this to resolve in just simply one.
[ Words spoken truthfully, He Xuan moving to descend upon him so he can kiss this time at the other's neck, hands moving to slide down those sides, resting at his hips just so, and ensuring that he's going to leave more than his fair share of marks. Not just from having gripped with his hands, but biting here or there that can't be mistaken for anything else. ]
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In the haze, He Xuan can only think that it is certainly nothing less than typical of the other male to brutally continue such movements with such a singular, yet driven, and greedy focus. As if he has any room to judge, when both of them have been so feverous with desire, merciless in their own ways to be fulfilled.
Nevertheless, regardless of where he's positioned, it's so easy for him to lean upwards as much as he can into the kiss despite the fact that both of them have recently reached the culmination of the first round. For a man like himself, He Xuan has usually been relatively patient, though if given the option to immediately capitalize on something he desires, he'll go right for it. And so, he has full intentions of making good on the little exchange between them. When Tartaglia finally pulls away, He Xuan unabashedly licks his lips, where the other male has pressed a thumb just a few moments ago.
It's almost seamless how he pulls himself into a seating position, only to then place himself over the younger man like before. Seeing him cover an arm with his face like that does amuse him a little, considering what he had asked of him. ]
I'd no intentions of allowing this to resolve in just simply one.
[ Words spoken truthfully, He Xuan moving to descend upon him so he can kiss this time at the other's neck, hands moving to slide down those sides, resting at his hips just so, and ensuring that he's going to leave more than his fair share of marks. Not just from having gripped with his hands, but biting here or there that can't be mistaken for anything else. ]