Even while saying that Qiong Xing's own scent was pleasant, once it was over, only their scent remained on Qiong Xing, and they would breathe it in with satisfied expressions.
Elias had even bitten Qiong Xing's neck before, and if that was proof of belonging to him, then Qiong Xing had been happy about it as well.
If that was the case, then taking a bath meant Qiong Xing would feel less self-conscious, and their scent could be placed on him all the sooner.
"They can't tell as well as Joa and the others since their sense of smell isn't very sharp, but even so, if being marked by scent lets them think Qiong Xing belongs to them, then that makes them happy—nn, n, nn."
Just as Qiong Xing thought he was being made to lift his downcast face, he was captured again in a deep kiss.
"How far are you planning to tease me?"
"J-Joa? Nn, nn."
As he kissed him almost as if biting, the penises between them was handled together.
