[ As Wen Kexing battles with Xichen's belts he can't help sharing his amused smile and pets his way down to a pair of thighs so he won't get in the way of all his robes being undone. He leans into every touch, starved for it, and his nails dig in when his neck is worked over with a kiss, head tipping back on a sigh that sounds like relief.
Gods above, he's harder than he usually gets on the rare occasions he takes care of that particular problem. It's not like he's married or doing any good by touching himself so it has a tinge of shamefulness attached, not something he thinks anyone should feel. With Wen Kexing riding him through his pleated pants, dragged in and guided by Xichen's grip on his thighs, the stiff line of his cock finds a home under the seat of his lover and he bucks harder, giving him a reason to hold on. ]
You're over-dressed.
[ If only Xichen had the self-control to stop trying to fuck Wen Kexing through their clothes and could fix that, but he isn't sure he does. ]
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[ As Wen Kexing battles with Xichen's belts he can't help sharing his amused smile and pets his way down to a pair of thighs so he won't get in the way of all his robes being undone. He leans into every touch, starved for it, and his nails dig in when his neck is worked over with a kiss, head tipping back on a sigh that sounds like relief.
Gods above, he's harder than he usually gets on the rare occasions he takes care of that particular problem. It's not like he's married or doing any good by touching himself so it has a tinge of shamefulness attached, not something he thinks anyone should feel. With Wen Kexing riding him through his pleated pants, dragged in and guided by Xichen's grip on his thighs, the stiff line of his cock finds a home under the seat of his lover and he bucks harder, giving him a reason to hold on. ]
You're over-dressed.
[ If only Xichen had the self-control to stop trying to fuck Wen Kexing through their clothes and could fix that, but he isn't sure he does. ]
Ahh ...