Do it, come for me. Come, a-Cheng, show me how lovely you are.
[ The slick glide of precome helps as he moves his hand faster, matching the pace Jiang Cheng needs and nuzzling the curve of his neck as he starts to tense up over him. The line of his shoulders goes taut as Xichen tries to exert self-control and get his lover off first, kisses painting a pulse as his fist flies over them. ]
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[ The slick glide of precome helps as he moves his hand faster, matching the pace Jiang Cheng needs and nuzzling the curve of his neck as he starts to tense up over him. The line of his shoulders goes taut as Xichen tries to exert self-control and get his lover off first, kisses painting a pulse as his fist flies over them. ]
Good boy, go on, good boy ...