[ As swiftly as he gained the upper hand, he soon finds positions are reversed. Though he puts up a fight and attempts to resist, Chongyun's strength along with gravity see him off his throne. Well aware Chongyun's hands linger at his waist, Xingqiu can't help a coquettish little smile. Basking in the warmth of attention, though he knows his friend is wholly unaware of the sentiments he has for him.
Perhaps it isn't fair, maybe he isn't playing nice but he is allowed to live a little isn't he?
It's just for fun. Yet what he does is entirely unnecessary, a brush of fingers runs along Chongyun's forearm to his wrist. At the end of travel, Xingqiu doesn't pull his hand back but loosely holds on to his friend. The smile remains, kittenish as ever. He turns his head ever slightly to the side letting loose strands of hair fall across his cheek. ]
Oh, am I?
Whatever will I do?
[ Again, it's unnecessary but ever slowly he bends a knee, a brush of thigh against thigh. ]
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Perhaps it isn't fair, maybe he isn't playing nice but he is allowed to live a little isn't he?
It's just for fun. Yet what he does is entirely unnecessary, a brush of fingers runs along Chongyun's forearm to his wrist. At the end of travel, Xingqiu doesn't pull his hand back but loosely holds on to his friend. The smile remains, kittenish as ever. He turns his head ever slightly to the side letting loose strands of hair fall across his cheek. ]
Oh, am I?
Whatever will I do?
[ Again, it's unnecessary but ever slowly he bends a knee, a brush of thigh against thigh. ]