[Huaisang catches the seed carefully in his hand, curling his hand around the head to hold him as Qinghua tugs him close.
He kisses at his friend--his lover--to soothe him. Sweet kisses over his nose and cheeks, tongue slipping out to catch those spilling tears.
Pulling a handkerchief from his sleeve, he swiftly cleans his hand and Qinghua's shaft so that none of the stray droplets will mar their clothing. Then he returns his attention to sweetly kissing and licking away Qinghua's tears.]
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He kisses at his friend--his lover--to soothe him. Sweet kisses over his nose and cheeks, tongue slipping out to catch those spilling tears.
Pulling a handkerchief from his sleeve, he swiftly cleans his hand and Qinghua's shaft so that none of the stray droplets will mar their clothing. Then he returns his attention to sweetly kissing and licking away Qinghua's tears.]