[ From Xichen's perspective it looks like he's said just the right thing to get Wen Kexing off, a promise of more money and some stability prompting his lover to find the perfect angle for his prostate to be abused by every thrust. That's where he angles himself, wrapping an arm around Wen Kexing as he pushes him down to the bed and fucks him harder, pinning him at the angle that gets those lovely thighs turning weak and kissing him hungrily, amorous to the point of obsession. His hot voice pants up Wen Kexing's neck to an ear, kisses melting against his hot skin. ]

Good boy, you're such a good boy for me ...

[ No longer is Wen Kexing getting his cock stroked, all of Xichen's attention is on fucking him where he wants it and getting that pretty slack-jawed look back on that face. ]

You're doing so well, sweet thing. Can you come like this? Come untouched? Good boy, let me see you do it.