[ Xue Yang's grip on Xiao Xingchen's legs tightens for a moment as his eyes narrow slightly. He leans in to Xiao Xingchen's exposed neck and places a bite there followed by sucking, marking the skin. A parting gift, before he lets up with his grasp and allows Xiao Xingchen to get off of him. ]
Alright.
[ But he doesn't let him go without a small roll of his hips upwards first. ]
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Alright.
[ But he doesn't let him go without a small roll of his hips upwards first. ]