Nervously, the girl stood on her toes and pressed her body further against his, nuzzling her face into his neck and biting him–gently, for now. “Is this what you meant…?” she asked, brushing her lips up his neck.
“Is it what you want?” he said whispering into her ear, his face deliberately stroking against hers. A devilish smile cropping on his face.
Boyue could not suppress the laugh that came, they could both harm each other without meaning to! But he could try to...