( So it's that kind of hook-up. Wen Kexing sweeps a curious gaze over him again, thoughtful, trailing behind him as he happily talks as if this is all very normal and he follows buttoned-up kinksters home all the time. Maybe he does. )

I have very few limits, sweet thing. But mm, you seem like a boy who requires strict parameters, so. No knifeplay, no bodily fluids beyond spit and cum, I won't call you daddy no matter how pretty you are, parent play doesn't amuse me, and no humiliation. If you want me to hit you it will be open palmed only. ( Spanking and not a beating. ) Anything else and I'm flexible.

( Boldly, he brushes past Lan Xichen, slipping into the dark apartment with a slide of his hand over the other man's chest. ) Would you like to see just how flexible I can be?