[ Oh. A mite of guilt slips in and he kisses Wen Kexing's hair, sorry he couldn't come but that's all. Mildly pleased in some deep, dark corner of his pride that he doesn't indulge at any other time. ]
Whatever you want, sweetheart. Always.
[ His own patience is worn about as thin as he can handle. Fingers slip free, a consoling rub given around the rim before he guides his cock there and the tip pushes in with dull pressure, stretching Wen Kexing out around its thick crown. Xichen grunts and buries his face in Wen Kexing's hair, nuzzling behind an ear to hide his own groans as they are dragged, if feels, from right behind his ribs. This is where he wants to be, sinking inside Wen Kexing where no other man should ever be, making him crave every inch as badly as Xichen needs to be inside him; it's almost an exorcism, ridding the sensation of anyone else from filling his lover. ]
I have [ gasping, he swallows the sound and kisses the hinge of a jaw, stars behind his eyelids from the tight clutch around his cock, ] missed you so much, a-Xing.
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Whatever you want, sweetheart. Always.
[ His own patience is worn about as thin as he can handle. Fingers slip free, a consoling rub given around the rim before he guides his cock there and the tip pushes in with dull pressure, stretching Wen Kexing out around its thick crown. Xichen grunts and buries his face in Wen Kexing's hair, nuzzling behind an ear to hide his own groans as they are dragged, if feels, from right behind his ribs. This is where he wants to be, sinking inside Wen Kexing where no other man should ever be, making him crave every inch as badly as Xichen needs to be inside him; it's almost an exorcism, ridding the sensation of anyone else from filling his lover. ]
I have [ gasping, he swallows the sound and kisses the hinge of a jaw, stars behind his eyelids from the tight clutch around his cock, ] missed you so much, a-Xing.