"..I am not sure that's possible, but I can try?" Xichen offered after following him into the bath, reaching for the bottle to pour some of the liquid into his hand. He eyes it for a moment before smoothing it over his fingers, his gaze shifting to Guangyao as he slides a finger down between his cheeks, seeking his entrance, finger rubbing over it before it slides into Guangyao, slowly.

And it's an odd sensation, Xichen leaning to kiss him again to distract himself.