"Ye, right there... aah, yeah. Go a little down... yes, yes, right there. Haaa! This feels so good." Jiang Qi's voice carried through the bedroom. He lay on his stomach, bare against the soft sheets, his face turned slightly to the side. Shen Yi was sitting beside him, scratching his back with slow movements of his nails, dragging them in small circles over his skin.
"Someone could get other ideas if they heard you say that," Shen Yi said with a chuckle, his voice laced with mischief as he glanced down at him.
Jiang Qi turned his head further to look at him, a sly smile pulling at his lips. "I am have ideas too. Why don't I make them go into good use, huh?"
Shen Yi's fingers stilled. His eyes softened as he let his hand rest there, his head tilting as though he was studying him. A faint smile tugged on his lips before he leaned in, his elbow propping him up. Their faces were now close, so close there was barely a gap of air.
