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wrote_and_writ) wrote2020-05-31 12:28 pm
wrote_and_writ) wrote2020-05-31 12:28 pm
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Argle Bargle, aka, Sunday Snippet
Words continue to be difficult and elusive. However, my star blanket is coming along nicely. I have THREE more weeks of school, and I am ready to be done! I hope that with some rest, words will be a little more cohesive. I’m still writing a bit every day, but it hasn’t amounted to anything substantial.
This Nie Huaisang/Jiang Cheng (The Untamed) fic is what I worked on a bit this weekend before quitting to crochet and watch Netflix. It’s a lil sexy, so I’m putting it under a cut, just in case.
Nie Huaisang had hopped that being naked would feel marginally better, but neither Jiang Cheng’s clever tongue nor his skillful fingers can distract him from the oppressive heat that has settled over Lotus Pier. He gasps as sharp teeth bite into the delicate skin of his inner thigh.
”Am I boring you?” Jiang Cheng drawls as he looks up at Huaisang.
Huaisang reaches down to stroke Jiang Cheng’s cheek. “It’s not your fault,” he sighs. “I just can’t seem to get comfortable.”
This Nie Huaisang/Jiang Cheng (The Untamed) fic is what I worked on a bit this weekend before quitting to crochet and watch Netflix. It’s a lil sexy, so I’m putting it under a cut, just in case.
Nie Huaisang had hopped that being naked would feel marginally better, but neither Jiang Cheng’s clever tongue nor his skillful fingers can distract him from the oppressive heat that has settled over Lotus Pier. He gasps as sharp teeth bite into the delicate skin of his inner thigh.
”Am I boring you?” Jiang Cheng drawls as he looks up at Huaisang.
Huaisang reaches down to stroke Jiang Cheng’s cheek. “It’s not your fault,” he sighs. “I just can’t seem to get comfortable.”