"Indeed."
"Indeed."
"Happy Anniversary dearest."
"Happy Anniversary dearest."
Finally, his husband slid home using the straps across his body as leverage. It tugged, it chafed, it burned and every cell of his body came alight. There was no Linguang Jun, there was only Shen Jiu.
Finally, his husband slid home using the straps across his body as leverage. It tugged, it chafed, it burned and every cell of his body came alight. There was no Linguang Jun, there was only Shen Jiu.
"Still admiring your work my dear?" Linguang Jun asked, head cocking.
"Still admiring your work my dear?" Linguang Jun asked, head cocking.
Linguang Jun slid his hands forward off his thighs and on the bed spread. Further and further until his spine was a long line leading straight to his upturned ass.
Linguang Jun slid his hands forward off his thighs and on the bed spread. Further and further until his spine was a long line leading straight to his upturned ass.
There was a soft sound, leather sliding across skin before the swish through the air and a gentle sting across his chest.
There was a soft sound, leather sliding across skin before the swish through the air and a gentle sting across his chest.
"Up you go, second position."
"Up you go, second position."
"No, I think this portrait is best suited for my personal collection."
"No, I think this portrait is best suited for my personal collection."
"A pretty picture indeed."
"A pretty picture indeed."
Still blind, Linguang Jun shifted back into that warmth.
"Ah ah, don't move. What a pretty picture you make for me."
Warm hands traced the edges of the leather harness across his back.
Still blind, Linguang Jun shifted back into that warmth.
"Ah ah, don't move. What a pretty picture you make for me."
Warm hands traced the edges of the leather harness across his back.
Linguang Jun bustled around the hotel room, lighting a scented candle before settling himself on the bed. The creak of leather followed him throughout.
Linguang Jun bustled around the hotel room, lighting a scented candle before settling himself on the bed. The creak of leather followed him throughout.
(my piece for the mxtx rarepair zine!)
(my piece for the mxtx rarepair zine!)
Just 5 minutes walk from Linguang Metro Station
Just 5 minutes walk from Linguang Metro Station