Huaisang moans as Loki deepens the kiss, hands tightening in Loki's hair as he presses himself up into it, needy whimpers getting more frequent as the kiss continues.
A little whine escapes him as it breaks, but he cuts that off quickly, flushed and panting as his gaze flicks over Loki's face to make sure that it's not displeasure with him that made the kiss break. His grin returns quickly at what he sees, leaning comfortably against Loki's chest and taking a moment to consider his response. His fingers trace idle patterns against Loki's shoulder, and he licks his lips thoughtfully, savoring the taste of Loki on his mouth.
"I like being indulged," Huaisang murmurs. "Spoiled with pleasure and attention. Talk as dirty as you want, but make me feel desired and valued, not cheap. I like being ... fucked. And it's ... been a while." Ducking his head shyly as he admits that, Huaisang bites down on his lower lip, taking a moment to recover control of his insecurity so that he can continue. "Aside from that, um. I don't like ... messy things. I mean, semen's fine. But even that I'd rather have it in me than on me unless it's getting cleaned up promptly."
Cheeks flaming as he tenses up, insecurity spiking badly enough that he can't manage to lift his eyes above the level of Loki's throat. The certainty that no one desires him makes it cripplingly difficult to state his preferences rather than to just adapt himself to please a partner, and he's immediately terrified that he's ruined his chances if Loki's displeased by any of Huaisang's requests.
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A little whine escapes him as it breaks, but he cuts that off quickly, flushed and panting as his gaze flicks over Loki's face to make sure that it's not displeasure with him that made the kiss break. His grin returns quickly at what he sees, leaning comfortably against Loki's chest and taking a moment to consider his response. His fingers trace idle patterns against Loki's shoulder, and he licks his lips thoughtfully, savoring the taste of Loki on his mouth.
"I like being indulged," Huaisang murmurs. "Spoiled with pleasure and attention. Talk as dirty as you want, but make me feel desired and valued, not cheap. I like being ... fucked. And it's ... been a while." Ducking his head shyly as he admits that, Huaisang bites down on his lower lip, taking a moment to recover control of his insecurity so that he can continue. "Aside from that, um. I don't like ... messy things. I mean, semen's fine. But even that I'd rather have it in me than on me unless it's getting cleaned up promptly."
Cheeks flaming as he tenses up, insecurity spiking badly enough that he can't manage to lift his eyes above the level of Loki's throat. The certainty that no one desires him makes it cripplingly difficult to state his preferences rather than to just adapt himself to please a partner, and he's immediately terrified that he's ruined his chances if Loki's displeased by any of Huaisang's requests.