By the time you figure out the rules I broke

"You're going to be feeling that a lot." Wanyin pulls back slightly, enough to pull Huaisang's shirt up, his eyes trailing down over the photographer's body. Once the shirt is gone, Wanyin dips his head, flicks his tongue over a nipple lightly before he tugs on it with his teeth.

"I don't make a habit of this but..." Something about Huaisang has him wanting.