Floor 2, Room 1

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Jing Yuan

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[For a passing moment, it feels like it shouldn't matter. A spot of weakness, of wanting to take the bait and give in return, to just follow that push and pull, that back and forth. It's deliciously enticing, and for that passing moment, he almost caves to keeping it going, as he leans his head to rest just barely against Jing Yuan's shoulder and expose the line of his neck further, the dark characters that show the start of protective sigils. His shoulders roll with a tremble, a voiceless sigh, a subtle rolling of his body up into the ministration of Jing Yuan's mouth. Not enough to provide either of them friction, but close enough to feel the heat that's starting to bother Jing Yuan is a shared matter.]