[ Runyu all but chokes on his attempt to call out Moran's nickname, the mortal-turned-fox in fact so quick that he's upon the immortal before Runyu can even contemplate the notion. When the robe slips from Moran's shoulder, Runyu swallows against an abruptly dry throat, it having been some centuries since he indulged in anything near this scandalous.
And Moran, of course, with his otherworldly beauty and playfully salacious manner, is well past alluring, into the territory of outright mesmerizing. Still, after a moment to center himself and take a breath, Runyu attempts to straighten the other man's robes. His breaths come a little short, a little shallow, as he tries to keep his gaze and attention upwards, at Moran's face. ]
What... What are your intentions, Beitang Moran...?
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[ Runyu all but chokes on his attempt to call out Moran's nickname, the mortal-turned-fox in fact so quick that he's upon the immortal before Runyu can even contemplate the notion. When the robe slips from Moran's shoulder, Runyu swallows against an abruptly dry throat, it having been some centuries since he indulged in anything near this scandalous.
And Moran, of course, with his otherworldly beauty and playfully salacious manner, is well past alluring, into the territory of outright mesmerizing. Still, after a moment to center himself and take a breath, Runyu attempts to straighten the other man's robes. His breaths come a little short, a little shallow, as he tries to keep his gaze and attention upwards, at Moran's face. ]
What... What are your intentions, Beitang Moran...?