Settling A-Yao, Mingjue helps tuck him in between the two of them so that he's facing Xichen. A-Yao's weight on his lap sends a spike of want through him, his cock interested, but he isn't quite ready to forget the moment where A-Yao hadn't been quite there when they'd called him. He smooths down A-Yao's sides with his palms and leaves them there as A-Yao twists to kiss him.

He rumbles with pleasure, then breaks the kiss to hook his chin over A-Yao's shoulder to grin at Xichen.

"Better?"