( He makes a noise when Lan Xichen pulls him back, birdlike in his surprise, but squeezes his thighs tight together obediently either way. The flush of arousal that had been fading is quick to bloom back to life and so he buries his face in a pillow, words muffled. )

I'm very expensive, and demanding. You should know that first. ( He's needy, Wen Kexing knows himself well enough to be aware of that. If he allows that part free who knows what he'll ask for? Better to joke about it instead. He can have tonight at least. And this still all so filthy, he can hear Lan Xichen's cock sliding between the spend and sweat across his thighs, his own breathing quickened once more. Wen Kexing throws a hand back to grip Lan Xichen by the hip, his eyes closed. ) Isn't there - ah - a rule against greed here? I'll break it.

( He'll break more besides, too. )