[His scars aren't avoided; they aren't treated with any less love. Zishu adores Kexing for accepting the part of him that frightens him the most. The Zhou Zishu who pushed those nails deep into his meridians needs Wen Kexing's love - and he feels like he has it.
Those arms around him feel good, but he wants to conserve his energy, so he sits on the bed. Kexing doesn't disappoint him and he grins brightly when they are snuggled close. His arms encircle his beloved and he begins to stroke softly over his Lao Wen's gorgeous body.]
I might still use my imagination. [His eyes flash with mischief and he climbs onto Kexing's lap.]
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Those arms around him feel good, but he wants to conserve his energy, so he sits on the bed. Kexing doesn't disappoint him and he grins brightly when they are snuggled close. His arms encircle his beloved and he begins to stroke softly over his Lao Wen's gorgeous body.]
I might still use my imagination. [His eyes flash with mischief and he climbs onto Kexing's lap.]