[ Wen Kexing certainly knows how to wring groans out of Xichen as he squeezes around him, making him wince and curse under his breath but never once ask him to stop. Then the world is inverted and he's on his back, a beautiful view on display as Wen Kexing guides Xichen's cock back inside that unbearably perfect heat, a snug fit even after being fucked so that Xichen bullies his way back in to the hilt. ]

You, ahh, fuck ... You should know, the men in my family aren't one-round sorts.

[ Once he's fully-seated again he pets the slight bulge he creates in Wen Kexing's navel and runs his hands all over that beautiful body, from gripping his thighs to pinching rosy nipples, never letting his touch stay still for long. He rolls his hips as if Wen Kexing weighs nothing, forcing him to ride his cock or else fall off, the slap of slick skin loud in the dimly lit penthouse. Harder, harder ... ]

You feel so good, so good, taking it when you're so tight ...