[ There's no completely removing the blouse, not with the way that Xiao has bound Venti's wrists. But unbuttoned with pale, smooth skin exposed? Xiao thinks to take his time with the Archon. Lips and teeth grazing the milky surface, hands working to help Venti remove the bottom half of the clothing. The glow catches his attention, tongue tracing the marks before dipping down towards Venti's stomach.
Is he out to drive Venti mad? Probably. Squirm and plead? To sing with that delightful voice of his? Absolutely. Put those songbird-like vocal chords to use.
And now his hands are running along hips and thighs. A slight pressure, adding Xiao's nails to leave the faintest pink marks against the area. ]
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Is he out to drive Venti mad? Probably. Squirm and plead? To sing with that delightful voice of his? Absolutely. Put those songbird-like vocal chords to use.
And now his hands are running along hips and thighs. A slight pressure, adding Xiao's nails to leave the faintest pink marks against the area. ]