[ They're the first proper words out of Xue Yang's mouth. He brings a hand to his face and rubs it as if trying to get some sort of clarity, but it doesn't abate the slightly-floating feeling nor the tingle all over his skin.
Once his legs are free, he rolls onto his side and looks up at Xiao Xingchen. The grin on his face isn't visible but comes through in his voice. ]
Where'd you learn to fuck like that? That was way better than anything else I've done here. You fucked me so hard I couldn't even think, fuck. That was good.
[ And it's definitely not just because it's Xiao Xingchen. Definitely not. ]
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[ They're the first proper words out of Xue Yang's mouth. He brings a hand to his face and rubs it as if trying to get some sort of clarity, but it doesn't abate the slightly-floating feeling nor the tingle all over his skin.
Once his legs are free, he rolls onto his side and looks up at Xiao Xingchen. The grin on his face isn't visible but comes through in his voice. ]
Where'd you learn to fuck like that? That was way better than anything else I've done here. You fucked me so hard I couldn't even think, fuck. That was good.
[ And it's definitely not just because it's Xiao Xingchen. Definitely not. ]