[ yi sang rolls up his sleeves. hong lu looks. and then, because he's hong lu, he leans in -
and licks yi sang's cheek.
after all, it's higher up, it's easier to reach. it merely isn't the place that yi sang had indicated for him to lick, but it's not as though hong lu made any promises. hong lu's smile is a pleased little thing. he draws back in consideration. ]
Hmm... salty. So I just have to remember this taste?
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and licks yi sang's cheek.
after all, it's higher up, it's easier to reach. it merely isn't the place that yi sang had indicated for him to lick, but it's not as though hong lu made any promises. hong lu's smile is a pleased little thing. he draws back in consideration. ]
Hmm... salty. So I just have to remember this taste?