How long has it been since he had been touched with such care? Even that little action made his eyes shine. He continued to clean him, his torso his arms, his neck. He stood after that and set the cloth aside.
"I suppose I cannot leave you naked on your own." he smiled softly he knew there was an unevenness in only one of them being clothed and exposed. "Though I must warn you that I am not really in the best shape..." he was a bit ashamed not of his nudity but of the story his body will tell. Still, he undid his robes and took them off, piece by piece, careful to fold them up neatly on his small chest of drawers. His hat and guan rested on top of the pile.
His skin was covered from the neck downwards in various bruises and scars. His hat covered a cut on his temple. Though this attention was also getting to him. He was rather hard despite it.
He sat down on the bed in front of him. "We should do this as equals, right?"
His eyes eagerly roamed Jin Guangyao's body, lingering on most everything that stood out at all. Not just the bruises, but also the shapes of his muscles, the lines of his body that were normally obscured by his clothes, his chest, his--cock--
Mo Xuanyu's breath stilled for a moment as he laid eyes on it, on how it was already going hard. That could only be because of him, right? He was the reason Jin Guangyao was so eager right now.
He wondered how it would feel once it was pressed inside of him. Surely it would be better than how his fingers had felt. Even knowing it was Jin Guangyao would surely make it better...
With reluctance he tore his gaze away to continue taking in the rest of Jin Guangyao. He couldn't help but have his attention drawn to those bruises, and Mo Xuanyu felt his heart twist in pain. How terrible must it have been to receive all of those? Mo Xuanyu sometimes had a rough time in training, but these... these weren't like that.
"Yao-ge, please, let me--" He fumbled around for a moment before managing to get a hold of a compact of ointment from nearby. Mo Xuanyu was so worried that he didn't even realize how forward he was being as he dipped two of his fingers in and brought some of the cream towards one of the more recent-looking bruises near Jin Guangyao's collarbone. "Please, let me take care of this..."
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"I suppose I cannot leave you naked on your own." he smiled softly he knew there was an unevenness in only one of them being clothed and exposed. "Though I must warn you that I am not really in the best shape..." he was a bit ashamed not of his nudity but of the story his body will tell. Still, he undid his robes and took them off, piece by piece, careful to fold them up neatly on his small chest of drawers. His hat and guan rested on top of the pile.
His skin was covered from the neck downwards in various bruises and scars. His hat covered a cut on his temple. Though this attention was also getting to him. He was rather hard despite it.
He sat down on the bed in front of him. "We should do this as equals, right?"
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His eyes eagerly roamed Jin Guangyao's body, lingering on most everything that stood out at all. Not just the bruises, but also the shapes of his muscles, the lines of his body that were normally obscured by his clothes, his chest, his--cock--
Mo Xuanyu's breath stilled for a moment as he laid eyes on it, on how it was already going hard. That could only be because of him, right? He was the reason Jin Guangyao was so eager right now.
He wondered how it would feel once it was pressed inside of him. Surely it would be better than how his fingers had felt. Even knowing it was Jin Guangyao would surely make it better...
With reluctance he tore his gaze away to continue taking in the rest of Jin Guangyao. He couldn't help but have his attention drawn to those bruises, and Mo Xuanyu felt his heart twist in pain. How terrible must it have been to receive all of those? Mo Xuanyu sometimes had a rough time in training, but these... these weren't like that.
"Yao-ge, please, let me--" He fumbled around for a moment before managing to get a hold of a compact of ointment from nearby. Mo Xuanyu was so worried that he didn't even realize how forward he was being as he dipped two of his fingers in and brought some of the cream towards one of the more recent-looking bruises near Jin Guangyao's collarbone. "Please, let me take care of this..."