“It won’t bite you.” The demon is grinning, Liu Qingge knows he is, that infuriating lopsided smirk that shows his fangs. “Last I checked, humans don’t have teeth down there.” “Shut up.” Liu Qingge brings his hands closer to the place he’s trying not to look at. “Liu-shidi, I really can do it myself—” “You shut up, too.” Gritting his teeth, Liu Qingge lets the tip of his finger rest against the rim of Yue Qingyuan’s hole. It’s—warm. A muscle jumps under his hand, tenses, then relaxes as he tentatively draws a circle, coating the skin with oil. The dark hair peeking out from that little ring of muscle grows darker still as oil clings to it with every slight press of his finger. It’s mesmerizing.
I had the honor of writing two NSFW pieces for @mxtxrarepairzine.bsky.social, a digital zine supporting Immigrant Justice! The first is for my favorite #svsss rare OT3, #tianyueliu- LQG is having totally normal emotions about sect leader hole, as we all do. #tianyue #yueliu #tianliu
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