( He'd make some comment about being called lovely any other time, for now he's too busy trying to map every inch of Lan Xichen's torso between his broad hands. He's greedy for it, nails running a light line down his abs even as Lan Xichen tucks his shirt tails free. A laugh, and Wen Kexing is yanking the last buttons open ( as few as they may have been ) slipping the whole thing off his shoulders. His jewellery and his teeth flash before he's lunging closer again, kissing Lan Xichen with all the feral energy of a man starved. )
You're so big.
( Wen Kexing himself is not tiny by comparison. There's maybe an inch difference in height if he squints, and he's well muscled too. He's just not built like a brick shithouse, more suited to the lithe means of escape than anything else. It shouldn't make his mouth water, it shouldn't even work for him, but somehow it's like his brain has pulled a full 180 and big, eager men are now his thing. Maybe he's just very, very horny.
Still, he grins as he slides a hand across the front of Lan Xichen's ever growing bulge, the rich fabric doing nothing to hide what he might be packing. )
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You're so big.
( Wen Kexing himself is not tiny by comparison. There's maybe an inch difference in height if he squints, and he's well muscled too. He's just not built like a brick shithouse, more suited to the lithe means of escape than anything else. It shouldn't make his mouth water, it shouldn't even work for him, but somehow it's like his brain has pulled a full 180 and big, eager men are now his thing. Maybe he's just very, very horny.
Still, he grins as he slides a hand across the front of Lan Xichen's ever growing bulge, the rich fabric doing nothing to hide what he might be packing. )
Are you big here too, mm? It feels like it.