thesuspense: (what hurts the worst)

[personal profile] thesuspense 2025-06-04 10:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"The fuck are you even talking about?! I was gonna suck your dick, then you would get to suck mine. What's pathetic about wanting your dick sucked? It's fucking normal, you weirdo." Xue Yang rolled his eyes, then headed out of the room into his bedroom. He had meant to have a proper shower and everything after playing with Meng Yao, but now he just changed his shirt and tied his hair back.

Then he walked back into the room with Meng Yao, already holding duct tape in his hand. "Lips together, freak. I'm stashing you, don't need you dampening the mood."
thesuspense: (every death)

[personal profile] thesuspense 2025-06-04 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"You rejected me, you stupid bastard. Like you are too good for me, huh?" Xue Yang was clearly all out of pity, if he ever felt that emotion. He started wrapping the tape around Meng Yao's head and then smoothed it down over his lips, going several rounds. Not the most effective gag, but he liked the look of it and it would work for what he was doing.

"I'm gonna take someone home, so we'll be in the bedroom. That means you've gotta hush hush."