R18.
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On all fours, Lyca looked down at him and stared at his body. Shen Qui looked like a real-life sculpted god with all the defined muscles. "Your pants doesn't suit you." She said as she unsnapped his jeans. Before he could say anything, her hands were already on the tab of his zipper, tugging it down. His erection strained against his boxers.
She stared at him and realized he was staring at her face, a slight smirk plastered on his face as he watched her eyes daringly surveyed his body.
Watching his eyes only made the primitive thrill run through her insides. She slowly lowered her head into his nipple. Slightly blowing it, watching the redness of his neck traveled to his face. Her tongue darted out, flicking his nipple before she slipped her hand into his boxers. Wrapping her fingers around his length, Lyca watched as he let out a low primal growl.