[ It wouldn't surprise Wei Wuxian if Jiang Cheng wasn't able to handle this, if he defaulted to saying vicious things and hurtful barbs just to control the flood of emotions inside of him. Wei Wuxian would take it, would let him say what he needs to say but not stop, not pull away from his lover. But Jiang Cheng does not, not yet at least, he just continues to moan and shudder underneath him and Wei Wuxian is satisfied.

As Jiang Cheng begs though, oh, how satisfying that is. There's a low, pleased hum and Wei Wuxian pulls off of him — mouth dripping wet with Jiang Cheng's juices. He slides a second finger inside of him, fucking and stretching him with the two digits as his tongue flicks out to lick his lips and he watches Jiang Cheng writhe underneath him. ]

You're going to come just like this, shidi. On my tongue. And then I'll fuck you, okay?

[ He gives a hum, lifting his free hand to rub over Jiang Cheng's stomach, palm flat and soothing. But words, his words are delightfully filthy. ]

I'll fuck you so good, leave you filled with my come. Breed you, make you pregnant with my child, make sure you never feel empty again. You'd like that, wouldn't you? You don't like being empty at all.

[ A third finger slips in, the fucking grows rougher and Wei Wuxian leans forward to lick at Jiang Cheng's clit. His voice comes, muffled against Jiang Cheng's pussy. ]

Your clit is so swollen, shidi. I could suck on it for hours.

[ And then he does, suck on it that is. Lips wrap around the little nub and his tongue flicks out, teasing, eager. He focuses on the assault of his fingers inside Jiang Cheng, his mouth on his clit, just giving him everything he's got. ]