( The endearment makes him tremble a little, a fact he hopes will be easily explained away by the water. Wen Kexing aims to distract by simply wrapping his legs around Lan Xichen's waist, a hand burying in thick black hair with greedy ease. It's too tempting to press closer, and he's never been very good at resisting and so he does, cock dragging along the firm shape of the other man's abs. He can feel Lan Xichen's own against the swell of his ass, steadily thickening with every squirming, wriggling movement Wen Kexing tortures him with. It makes him smile, pleased. )
You did miss me.
( Gleeful, like a child stealing candy. It hadn't really been something he'd let himself think about. What did it matter if Lan Xichen thought of him or not? He hadn't expected to return. But that had been before, when he'd assumed himself valiantly unchanged. )
Poor boy, all alone, no one to take care of you.
( His nails scratch at the curve of Lan Xichen's skull, affectionate. When he ducks back in to kiss him it's fully lingering, a slow hot sweep of his tongue behind teeth, the mingling of breath, Wen Kexing's errant hum of pleasure muffled. )
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You did miss me.
( Gleeful, like a child stealing candy. It hadn't really been something he'd let himself think about. What did it matter if Lan Xichen thought of him or not? He hadn't expected to return. But that had been before, when he'd assumed himself valiantly unchanged. )
Poor boy, all alone, no one to take care of you.
( His nails scratch at the curve of Lan Xichen's skull, affectionate. When he ducks back in to kiss him it's fully lingering, a slow hot sweep of his tongue behind teeth, the mingling of breath, Wen Kexing's errant hum of pleasure muffled. )