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In one of the small offices they managed to find and lock, Su Xiang clung to Xun Zichen over one of the large and cluttered desks.
Xun Zichen pushed the staplers, pens, and folders around her aside; some fell to the ground, but he didn't care. Su Xiang was pulling the collar of his lab coat towards her, kissing his neck deeply. She slid her tongue across his throat, enticing him further.
He grasped her waist, pulling her to the edge of the desk, squeezing her thighs.
His mouth captured her lips, kissing her eagerly. She bit down on his lower lip, and they fought to dominate the kiss.
Su Xiang pulled Xun Zichen's tie, reeling him over her as they made out. Xun Zichen bent over her body, lifting her legs over his waist. He kept kissing her, sliding a hand from her ankles to her thighs. His hand snaked underneath her skirt, finding a too-thin thong. He pushed it against one of her inner thighs, leaving it on, but still giving him access.
