Shang Beida snickers a little too at the wet slap, peeling his robes off one layer at a time, leaving a pile of qiankun pouches on the nightstand.
He... also stops at the thin silk pants that are his last layer. And he keeps glancing at Casper, but he can't decide whether he's allowed to look or not, but boyfriend. Cute boyfriend no clothes.
And he wouldn't really mind taking off his pants too, but Casper might? He's pretty sure Casper didn't even look when he was in the decontamination shower. Casper is not from Hell Fuckworld and is a lot. Shyer. He doesn't want to freak him out.
"Whatever you're comfortable with, baobei," he says quietly.
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Date: 2024-08-03 01:48 am (UTC)From:He... also stops at the thin silk pants that are his last layer. And he keeps glancing at Casper, but he can't decide whether he's allowed to look or not, but boyfriend. Cute boyfriend no clothes.
And he wouldn't really mind taking off his pants too, but Casper might? He's pretty sure Casper didn't even look when he was in the decontamination shower. Casper is not from Hell Fuckworld and is a lot. Shyer. He doesn't want to freak him out.
"Whatever you're comfortable with, baobei," he says quietly.