"Mmm Xichen, goodness, you're so tight and warm."He presses his forehead against the other's cheek and, pushes in gently, a little bit at a time until he has bottomed out.
"I want to make it feel good." with each phrase he began to move, forcing his hips to slow.
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"I want to make it feel good." with each phrase he began to move, forcing his hips to slow.
His voice was husky and his eyes glazed.
"Xichen."