Cw: mild sexual description
Mu Yuze's lashes quivered and he gave a quiet 'mn'. The hum that sounded lower and softer than usual tickled He Juan's heart like the barest strokes of feathers, very itchy and unbearable. He Juan firmly bit the inside of his cheek and used the pain as the anchor to keep himself in check. Then he gently helped Mu Yuze take off the shirt and tossed it into the hamper.
He sucked in a quiet breath. He had clearly prepared himself for this but… too much skin. There was too much skin!
