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[fated_dance]

A sigh escapes as that hand runs over his skin, encouraging him to relax in this new position. It never fails to amuse him how much his beloved enjoys shoulder blades, but he also finds it rather cute.

The stroking over back and ass has him wiggling and humming as his tails make sure to stay out of the way, the tips twitching in glee. The kneading draws a low groan as heat shoots straight to his groin - as his beloved likely feels, considering where his arousal is pressed.

The groan becomes a gasp as a hand slaps his ass, making him jump a little even though he'd been expecting it. Just, not the extra shot of arousal that comes with it! "Not nearly enough!" Listen to him! He almost laughs at himself, it's ridiculous for such a thing to send so much heat through him!

[soakedinvinegar]

Kexing laughs at the challenge, though his goal is not to hurt his lover. But he's pleased with the response Zishu's body is having. He savors the feel of Zishu's erection growing against his lap, his own swelling to mirror it. There's a small respite as Kexing lets his eyes roam across his husband's back, drinking in the sight of his shoulder blades and the contrast of the red silk ribbon against his skin.

However, it's brief. His hand comes down again, with more force, smacking against Zishu's ass. A red handprint lingers after the slap and Kexing grins at the sight of it. A mark of claiming his mate.