"It does feel good." Xichen breathes the words when Guangyao starts to move, but it's the sound of his name like that has him shuddering, clenching around Guangyao reflexively.

After forcing himself to relax, Xichen leans to kiss him again, his own moans lost in the kiss until he has to break it, his head dropping back to rest against the mirror behind him.

"A-Yao...you can move faster if you want..."