"Be kind to yourself, Huli," Mingyu chided warmly, sliding a knee along Fox's thigh in the absence of being able to touch with his hands. Soft, pleased noises escaped his lips between words, all but melting back against the mattress for those kisses.

"You're at least half domesticated by now. Housebroken and everything," he teased, nosing against Fox's face until he could kiss him properly again.

"...and besides. I don't need to miss you to want to do nothing but kiss your breath away."