[Before Xiao Xingchen notices the soreness as consciousness filters back to his mind, he recognizes the feeling of Xue Yang still inside him. Even after the soreness begins to register and he really shouldn't want to move at all, his hips slowly move up until Xue Yang's cock nearly slips out. He moves them back down, taking it back inside all the way to the base with a gasp. Vaguely to see if it'd wake Xue Yang up, he repeats the motion, body still pressed against the man as he had been when asleep.
It shouldn't be this easy, he knows. Even if he found his reasons for why he can agree to this - it doesn't have to mean anything, there's no escaping, no one else is being harmed - the fact that he can do this possibly says something about him that.
Yet after that night, something must have unlocked in him. That voice in him that still felt a twinge of guilt fell silent during the night. Maybe that's the answer for what to do next, then, it had occurred to him. Spending time apart and delaying the inevitable only felt like he had fallen into aimlessness instead of freedom... and if he truly believes in those reasons for his actions, why shouldn't he do this? And rather than simply going along with it, letting himself fall in completely with Xue Yang made the decision trouble his heart less...
With that thought in mind, his hips begin to move faster, heart starting to race from arousal. A shudder runs through his body, inner walls fluttering around Xue Yang as if that night hadn't yet made up for all their time apart.
When he notices Xue Yang begin to stir, he speaks in a bleary, half-awake murmur against his ear.]
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It shouldn't be this easy, he knows. Even if he found his reasons for why he can agree to this - it doesn't have to mean anything, there's no escaping, no one else is being harmed - the fact that he can do this possibly says something about him that.
Yet after that night, something must have unlocked in him. That voice in him that still felt a twinge of guilt fell silent during the night. Maybe that's the answer for what to do next, then, it had occurred to him. Spending time apart and delaying the inevitable only felt like he had fallen into aimlessness instead of freedom... and if he truly believes in those reasons for his actions, why shouldn't he do this? And rather than simply going along with it, letting himself fall in completely with Xue Yang made the decision trouble his heart less...
With that thought in mind, his hips begin to move faster, heart starting to race from arousal. A shudder runs through his body, inner walls fluttering around Xue Yang as if that night hadn't yet made up for all their time apart.
When he notices Xue Yang begin to stir, he speaks in a bleary, half-awake murmur against his ear.]
You'll have to make breakfast.