[Huaisang is grateful for his presence, making an array of sweet little chirps and purring noises as he nuzzles at Shang Qinghua's throat.
Taking his hand, Huaisang draws him inside, leading him to the couch where wine and glasses are already waiting. He takes the movie from him, putting it in the player and starting it, even though that's not really where his interest lies.
He returns immediately to his friend, settling into his lap and hugging both arms around his neck, cuddling close.] Mm, Shang-xiong. You're warm.
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Taking his hand, Huaisang draws him inside, leading him to the couch where wine and glasses are already waiting. He takes the movie from him, putting it in the player and starting it, even though that's not really where his interest lies.
He returns immediately to his friend, settling into his lap and hugging both arms around his neck, cuddling close.] Mm, Shang-xiong. You're warm.