It was still cold, cold enough that Xiao was chiding himself for his thirst for adventure and the insanity that was beginning to sink in after staying secluded in the Argyll Manor for too long. So he set onto a rather uncommon course, off to quench a very different thirst, nursing a drink surrounded ...

“I suppose it does not,” Xiao found himself saying, tone amused and voice rough from his mouth’s previous activities. He studied the blond through his lashes, dark gaze tracing the way Gust’s chest rose and fell, the way he leaned against the door and the way he looked after having been brought to ...

It was cold enough that Xiao had finally gotten around to buying a proper pair of gloves. Though far from the best available, they did wonders when Xiao had his hands shoved deep into his pockets. Notably, they helped his knuckles lose some of that redness as he ventured into different ...

Xiao’s lips pursed as he put himself together, layer after layer of English clothing fastening around him again as if he could cover up everything andstow away anything remotely improper, foreign and sinful about himself. Though, Xiao knew, it would take much more than a nice suit to entirely cloak ...

Xiao thought he was usually quite adept at gauging whenever his partners were close, reading the way their bodies responded to his touch. It was one of the few things he found he could be confident in, which he probably ought to feel ashamed about, but there was a pretty blond with his cock in Xiao ...

Xiao was also of the opinion that he was a light sleeper. It was never quiet, growing up, and Xiao learned rather early he needed to be as alert as often as possible. Still, his hours spent out had taken their toll, had him lulled into unconsciousness easier than it took for him usually . Though ...

The shopkeep waved him off with pursed lips and the sort of stare that Xiao knew meant he was being examined, his prospects made out for him and his intentions assigned. In an effort to soothe, or to manage his own anxiety, Xiao found it in him to send the proprietor an easy smile, as easy as one ...

“Ah well, I suppose so.” Xiao said after a beat, attributing the flush of his cheeks to the drastic change in temperature and not to anything else. He shrugged off his overcoat, adjusting his vest and flexing his fingers. He wished he invested in some good winter clothes, outside of the necessities ...

If it wasn’t terribly rude to speak with your mouth full, Xiao suspected he would be doing just that, dozens of different things to say flitting into his mind, all to elicit different reactions from the blond. He wondered how the man would respond. Ah, but that was still too much thinking for what ...