[ And his kiss is soft despite the words that he had said. His touch soft and feather-light. Though not without purpose. From the ear he moves to the neck. Presses his thumb along what would have been Venti's lifeline, had this form been truly his.
So Xiao then proceeds to make short work of Venti's clothing. Teeth grazing a lip as Xiao shivers in anticipation himself. ]
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So Xiao then proceeds to make short work of Venti's clothing. Teeth grazing a lip as Xiao shivers in anticipation himself. ]