[ the kisses continue to linger downwards, sweeping across daan's chest, traveling down to his abdomen. cloud's lips ghost over the head of his cock; he licks at its tip teasingly. ]
...You look good when you blush. [ he remarks, admiring him from above, warmth pricking at the edges of his voice. ]
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...You look good when you blush. [ he remarks, admiring him from above, warmth pricking at the edges of his voice. ]