He feels more naked with out his ribbon than his clothes, to be honest, and the sensation of Jin Guangyao's lips where it would be sends a shudder through him. He searches for it amidst the hastily folded pile of robes draped on the chaise and -- are those two sets of his outer robes...? Right... the other Meng Yao was a fair bit broader than Jin Guangyao, and his heart jumps at the thought of his beloved putting on some weight and muscle. He knows he's always found Jin Guangyao attractive - beautiful, even, if he's being sentimental (and really, when is not?), but the thought of him with dimples dipping fuller cheeks, warmth and colour in his face, the better part of fear and stress chased away and him able to focus on his passions and cultivation...
...Could they have that too...?
His hand stills under Jin Guangyao's touch, with only a lingering stroke of his thumb over the leaking slit because the mischief has gotten into him and it won't leave. He's very pleased that he's managed to get his lover this close already - though he suspects it's likely the same reason he's so close as well, and it has little to do with skill and everything to do with the fact he is with the man he's loved for twenty years.
He presses kisses to the corners of Jin Guangyao's smile, to the dimples it forms, and beams back at him, warmth radiating from his expression despite the chill of his body.
"A shorter list would be what this one doesn't want. A-Yao, I want to be yours, forever. I want to kiss every inch of you. I want to show you every day that I love you, and always will."
He lightly bumps their foreheads together, the tips of their noses touching.
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...Could they have that too...?
His hand stills under Jin Guangyao's touch, with only a lingering stroke of his thumb over the leaking slit because the mischief has gotten into him and it won't leave. He's very pleased that he's managed to get his lover this close already - though he suspects it's likely the same reason he's so close as well, and it has little to do with skill and everything to do with the fact he is with the man he's loved for twenty years.
He presses kisses to the corners of Jin Guangyao's smile, to the dimples it forms, and beams back at him, warmth radiating from his expression despite the chill of his body.
"A shorter list would be what this one doesn't want. A-Yao, I want to be yours, forever. I want to kiss every inch of you. I want to show you every day that I love you, and always will."
He lightly bumps their foreheads together, the tips of their noses touching.
"I would like A-Yao to be my husband."