[ Xue Yang lets Xiao Xingchen reposition them easily, more than used to this shift between the two of them. Usually it's not on the floor, but that's nothing that bothers him either. Instead the hand on Xiao Xingchen's top lets go to reach around the back of his head, almost mimicking Xiao Xingchen's own motion but with a very different purpose.
Without realizing it he's already aroused enough to be visibly hard beneath his scant clothing.
Xue Yang bends one leg and presses it between Xiao Xingchen's until it's high enough to make contact with the back of his hand. ]
Priest, do you really think this is enough to conquer me?
[ The words are already out of his mouth before he realizes they weren't what he meant to say; for one, he was certainly going to call Xiao Xingchen "daozhang". But what was he going to say instead? He can't really remember anymore. ]
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Without realizing it he's already aroused enough to be visibly hard beneath his scant clothing.
Xue Yang bends one leg and presses it between Xiao Xingchen's until it's high enough to make contact with the back of his hand. ]
Priest, do you really think this is enough to conquer me?
[ The words are already out of his mouth before he realizes they weren't what he meant to say; for one, he was certainly going to call Xiao Xingchen "daozhang". But what was he going to say instead? He can't really remember anymore. ]