Bai Yu uses the loose tie to pull Zhu Yilong forward into a kiss, and Zhu Yilong laughs against Bai Yu’s lips.. Zhu Yilong hums and starts unbuttoning his own shirt. Bai Yu lets the tie hang loose and stops him with a hand in his wrist. “Let me. I want to do it all.”
Zhu Yilong blinks at him curiously; Bai Yu lifts his eyebrows. In a slow deliberate arc, he moves both of Zhu Yilong’s arms aside, pressed them down on the chair’s armrests with just enough pressure to punctuate the silent request.
Zhu Yilong licks his lips, nods, closes his long fingers around the chair and becomes very still. Bai Yu picks up where he left off, careful as he slides each little disc through its eyelet. Zhu Yilong is looking at his hands as they work, head bent, breathing modulated to silence.
Bai Yu brushes hair off his forehead. “Would you like the lights closed?”
“You like to see me,” Zhu Yilong says.
“I did not ask you what I want. I asked you what you want.”
Zhu Yilong hesitates.He must truly be overworked, to revert back to uncertainty and his unending need to please. As they grew closer, Zhu Yilong got a lot better at asking for things and taking what he wanted, but sometimes when his head is full of noises he falls back on old habits. Bai Yu has a couple strategies to help with that.
He slides Zhu Yilong’s tie free and holds it up. “Do you want this as a blindfold, or as a gag?”
Zhu Yilong’s cheeks heat, his eyes fan down. At last he says, “Eyes. I’d like-“
He stops. Bai Yu cups his face, feeling tender. Zhu Yilong is self-assured and clear voiced, except when it comes to stating his own pleasures. That’s mostly why Bai Yu makes him say them out loud. He knows Zhu Yilong’s preferences well by now, could take complete charge and turn Zhu Yilong into a quivering mess quickly.
Yet, he also knows that amongst the folds of Zhu Yilong’s kinks is the rush of helpless trust Zhu Yilong feels at displaying his truths and desires.
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Re: FILL: Bai Yu/Zhu Yilong, those ReFa ads (part 2:?)
Date: 2020-03-11 03:05 am (UTC)Zhu Yilong blinks at him curiously; Bai Yu lifts his eyebrows. In a slow deliberate arc, he moves both of Zhu Yilong’s arms aside, pressed them down on the chair’s armrests with just enough pressure to punctuate the silent request.
Zhu Yilong licks his lips, nods, closes his long fingers around the chair and becomes very still. Bai Yu picks up where he left off, careful as he slides each little disc through its eyelet. Zhu Yilong is looking at his hands as they work, head bent, breathing modulated to silence.
Bai Yu brushes hair off his forehead. “Would you like the lights closed?”
“You like to see me,” Zhu Yilong says.
“I did not ask you what I want. I asked you what you want.”
Zhu Yilong hesitates.He must truly be overworked, to revert back to uncertainty and his unending need to please. As they grew closer, Zhu Yilong got a lot better at asking for things and taking what he wanted, but sometimes when his head is full of noises he falls back on old habits. Bai Yu has a couple strategies to help with that.
He slides Zhu Yilong’s tie free and holds it up. “Do you want this as a blindfold, or as a gag?”
Zhu Yilong’s cheeks heat, his eyes fan down. At last he says, “Eyes. I’d like-“
He stops. Bai Yu cups his face, feeling tender. Zhu Yilong is self-assured and clear voiced, except when it comes to stating his own pleasures. That’s mostly why Bai Yu makes him say them out loud. He knows Zhu Yilong’s preferences well by now, could take complete charge and turn Zhu Yilong into a quivering mess quickly.
Yet, he also knows that amongst the folds of Zhu Yilong’s kinks is the rush of helpless trust Zhu Yilong feels at displaying his truths and desires.