"You're the one who is beautiful, Mingjue." it felt odd to keep calling him Da-ge in this situation.

The feeling of Xichen moving deep inside him was so much. His nails digging into the skin of his chest, leaving small angry raised scratch marks in their wake. His body twitched around him.

He leaned back to kiss Xichen one more breathily before shifting his hips up and off him with a pop. He felt his hole twitch with the sudden emptiness of it. He stood up, legs shaking.

"I ... ohhh... think that it may be good to shift a bit. Mingjue, would you mind undressing so we can see how lovely you are?" In the meantime, he was going to take a cloth and wash Xichen down. "I'm sorry Xichen, I promise I'll make it up to you."