[ He keeps Wen Kexing on his proverbial toes (haha) by sinking biting kisses into the soft swell of his thighs, always lapping his way back to his entrance until it's puffy and swollen from being relentlessly played with, sucked and kissed, the ache in Xichen's jaw a testament to how diligent he's been eating him out. One last nip on the join of thigh-to-groin and he lowers that well-used body to the bed, shirking off the last of his own clothes as he lets Wen Kexing catch up on where he's been placed. ]
I said you were sweet and I stand by that.
[ Amused, Xichen pours a glass of water from the jug left on the bedside table there earlier (when he was overthinking things) for this express purpose. He takes a swig, wiping his mouth mostly clean to be polite than for any dislike of Wen Kexing's taste, and takes a bottle of lube from a drawer; he settles down beside him, pawing open those thighs again but this time close enough to nuzzle under an ear. ]
You must hear this all the time, but you're beautiful.
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I said you were sweet and I stand by that.
[ Amused, Xichen pours a glass of water from the jug left on the bedside table there earlier (when he was overthinking things) for this express purpose. He takes a swig, wiping his mouth mostly clean to be polite than for any dislike of Wen Kexing's taste, and takes a bottle of lube from a drawer; he settles down beside him, pawing open those thighs again but this time close enough to nuzzle under an ear. ]
You must hear this all the time, but you're beautiful.