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Sunday Snippet
Nov. 7th, 2021 10:32 amIt was A Week, but I still wrote.
I finally got to Good Intentions' raciest scene (some heavy petting described in vague terms 😆).
Zhao Yunlan brought his lips close to Shen Wei’s ear. “Have you ever done it?” he whispered.
“No,” Shen Wei breathed back. “Have you?”
Zhao Yunlan nodded, his cheek brushing Shen Wei’s. “Yeah.”
With whom? How often? The questions sunk a stone of inadequacy into Shen Wei’s stomach.
“I don’t…” he started.
“Oh, no, we’re definitely not doing it at camp,” Zhao Yunlan whispered, laughing. “Don’t worry. But…” He broke off, making a small, pained noise and the warmth of his hand disappeared. He shifted under Shen Wei’'s arm, and huffed a short laugh before his hand found Shen Wei's. He squeezed it and Shen Wei’s heart thumped hard at the realization that his hand had just adjusted his...his—“But if you decide you wanna, sometime after we go home. If you can make it into the city, maybe stay with me for the weekend or something?”
I finally got to Good Intentions' raciest scene (some heavy petting described in vague terms 😆).
Zhao Yunlan brought his lips close to Shen Wei’s ear. “Have you ever done it?” he whispered.
“No,” Shen Wei breathed back. “Have you?”
Zhao Yunlan nodded, his cheek brushing Shen Wei’s. “Yeah.”
With whom? How often? The questions sunk a stone of inadequacy into Shen Wei’s stomach.
“I don’t…” he started.
“Oh, no, we’re definitely not doing it at camp,” Zhao Yunlan whispered, laughing. “Don’t worry. But…” He broke off, making a small, pained noise and the warmth of his hand disappeared. He shifted under Shen Wei’'s arm, and huffed a short laugh before his hand found Shen Wei's. He squeezed it and Shen Wei’s heart thumped hard at the realization that his hand had just adjusted his...his—“But if you decide you wanna, sometime after we go home. If you can make it into the city, maybe stay with me for the weekend or something?”