( It's a testament to just how immense Lan Xichen is that all Wen Kexing's words are used up by his concentration. He appreciates the pat on his thigh though, something grounding even as the other man pushes in. In truth, it's been a while since he last did this, and maybe, just maybe he should have been a little more cautious. But he doesn't care, greedy for something unnameable, couldn't care when he knows it will feel good in the end. And so he just keeps panting through an open mouth, squirming as he tries to take more and more, recklessly determined and all the more wild for it. )
Fuck.
( He reaches for him again, sweaty fingers scrabbling across Lan Xichen's shoulder blades, Wen Kexing throwing his head back as another inch fills him up. He bites his bottom lip, watching the other man through half-lidded eyes. )
You're - sweet thing, ah. You're so big. Does it feel good, mm? You feel good to me.
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( It's a testament to just how immense Lan Xichen is that all Wen Kexing's words are used up by his concentration. He appreciates the pat on his thigh though, something grounding even as the other man pushes in. In truth, it's been a while since he last did this, and maybe, just maybe he should have been a little more cautious. But he doesn't care, greedy for something unnameable, couldn't care when he knows it will feel good in the end. And so he just keeps panting through an open mouth, squirming as he tries to take more and more, recklessly determined and all the more wild for it. )
Fuck.
( He reaches for him again, sweaty fingers scrabbling across Lan Xichen's shoulder blades, Wen Kexing throwing his head back as another inch fills him up. He bites his bottom lip, watching the other man through half-lidded eyes. )
You're - sweet thing, ah. You're so big. Does it feel good, mm? You feel good to me.