[Huaisang shivers and arches a little under him, clawing his hands up Qinghua's back from where they are and then curling them gently around the back of his neck, pressing his nails into the skin to let him feel it. He keeps his nails short and neatly manicured, but there's a little bite as they dig into Qinghua's neck.]
You'll be able to feel it better if you take off some clothes. [He gives him another attempt, though, trailing his nails down Qinghua's back and dragging them back up, doing his best to provide a sensation that will travel through the fabric.]
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You'll be able to feel it better if you take off some clothes. [He gives him another attempt, though, trailing his nails down Qinghua's back and dragging them back up, doing his best to provide a sensation that will travel through the fabric.]