He tilted his head back to look at Nie Mingjue, the open lust on his face very apparent. His mouth felt dry so he licked his lips, making eye contact he nodded.

Fuck Nie Mingjue was beautiful, just a wall of beautiful sweaty muscle and he was willing to fuck him like this? It was unreal. Did Meng Yao hit his head on the way to the Wens and his dazzled mind conjured up this very sexy but wildly inappropriate scenario?

Guangyao's hips pressed closer, trapping both his and Lan Xichen's erections in between their bodies. The sensation of the warmth of Nie Mingjue's cock up against his entrance, ready to be pressed in at any moment.

"Please fuck me Mingjue.," he said voice betraying how incredibly horny he was feeling and that if he wasn't thoroughly fucked by him right at that moment he would just die. He wasn't being dramatic.

He would die right there.