Sweet Delicious Fluff

Wen Qinxi didn't seem to be listening as he was focused on the unintentional scalp massage going on at the back of his head. "Ahh... ah-um," we're the low groans escaping his red lips indicating how much he liked the massage.

"Let me take you to bed," suggested Qie Ranzhe lightly patting his back.

Wen Qinxi shook his head and whispered his refusal, "No..... ke-keep giving me a massage. Hmm.... that's nice."

Qie Ranzhe chortled lightly embracing him tighter. "What if I sleep beside you would you go?"

"Mn," replied Wen Qinxi with his chin lazily resting on Qie Ranzhe's shoulder. Qie Ranzhe grabbed either side of his waist and pulled him up. Just like a secondary response, Wen Qinxi wrapped his legs around Qie Ranzhe's waist with his hands on the man's neck.