[Runyu's lips are slightly cold to the touch, as are his hands that Moran can feel through the flimsy layer he is wearing. At least this time he didn't take one of the sheer ones.
This coolness to the other man's skin is intriguing though, and in between kisses, Moran nuzzles Runyu's cheeks and his neck, and wriggles on his lap contentedly as he's pulled closer.]
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This coolness to the other man's skin is intriguing though, and in between kisses, Moran nuzzles Runyu's cheeks and his neck, and wriggles on his lap contentedly as he's pulled closer.]
... You're cold. Let me warm you up.