When he draws away from her, a thin line of glistening saliva still leaves a connection between their mouths. It seems indecent and obscene to Yue, but at the same time it causes an intense heat to sink into her lower stomach. She quickly swipes the spit away, flustered at the situation.
A laugh rumbles deep in Wu's chest watching her act so ruffled. Shaking his head, he subdues his mirth as he transfers both her wrists to one hand, using the other to run his thumb along her moist bottom lip.
"Are you ready for Three?" One side of his mouth is quirked up into a smirk. "T-There's more?" Yue widens her eyes a little and huffs in a certain disbelief. Wu lets her wrists go and puts his hands on her lower back, looking around for something .
"Hmm" he hums in confirmation. "Like I said, there's much more. But right now, I need a better angle before I proceed."