[ It is intense, and utterly overwhelming - Jiang Cheng cannot out into words how incredibly intense it is, the way that Xichen keeps pushing. It feels a little bit like he might be shoved over the edge, as if this is trying to burn down any preconceived limits that he had, but those don’t matter. He’d never known it could feel this good because he’d never imagined doing it.
His hands grip at the fabric under him and he tries to moan around words that don’t form. ]
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His hands grip at the fabric under him and he tries to moan around words that don’t form. ]
A-Huan-!