[ The assault continues after Chongyun’s meager attempt at evading is soundly thwarted. Fingers dance along his sides, ticking his ribs; the exorcist puffs and laughs, cheeks and ears taking on a tint of pink. His hair gets messier as he rolls, fluffing up at odd angles. The normally neat Chongyun is disheveled.
He doesn’t even know when Xingqiu managed to straddled him—but he’s left blinking up at his friend, caught between two long legs, the other boy’s weight pinning him to the mattress. Looking up at him like this, Chongyun can’t not notice how pretty Xingqiu looks when his hair falls across his face like that.
The exorcist exhales on another wheezy laugh, sides hurting from giggles knocking against his ribs. He continues to gaze up at his friend with the back of his head resting against the bed. ]
Yes, you win, you win. I’ve been defeated. I don’t think I can take any more.
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He doesn’t even know when Xingqiu managed to straddled him—but he’s left blinking up at his friend, caught between two long legs, the other boy’s weight pinning him to the mattress. Looking up at him like this, Chongyun can’t not notice how pretty Xingqiu looks when his hair falls across his face like that.
The exorcist exhales on another wheezy laugh, sides hurting from giggles knocking against his ribs. He continues to gaze up at his friend with the back of his head resting against the bed. ]
Yes, you win, you win. I’ve been defeated. I don’t think I can take any more.