King Luo held on to Qie Xieling's waist steadying themselves. When Qie Xieling started kissing him he hadn't anticipated it so the two of them almost fell over.
Qie Xieling didn't really care. He was wrapping his arms around King Luo pulling him close. Their lips were plastered together in a heated passionate kiss. It started off as an urgent fierce kiss that soon slowed to a sensuous slide of tongues.
King Luo relaxed the hard grip on Qie Xieling's waist letting the smooth silkness of Qie Xieling's wet skin tantalise his fingers.
His back pressed at the edge of the pool as his hand trailed from Qie Xieling's waist down to grab the hold of the man's pert wet ass through the fabric. His other hand dripping wet trailed up each knot on Qie Xieling's spine.
