Oliver's tongue traced the seams of Lu Yizhou's lips before giving it a little lick and nip here and there. It was ticklish. He resembled a kitty who was lapping on milk, the notion slipped into Lu Yizhou's mind out of nowhere. He pulled Oliver back by the back of his nape, his palm coincidentally pressed on the gland patch there, pulling a loud groan and full body shivers from the omega. The excessive reaction Oliver gave took Lu Yizhou off guard and his hold loosened. As a result, Oliver once again seized the opportunity to get close and wound around him like a koala, arms around Lu Yizhou's neck and legs around his waist.
Through heavy-lidded eyes, Oliver murmured. "That...That feels good. Touch me again...hmm?"
