[ Warmth rushes through him as he hears that guttural groan, closing his eyes as his cock reacts inside his trousers with a twitch because how could it not? Ah. He mouths his way down that neck while breathing heavier, petting in light circles down a navel where loose sweatpants allow his fingertips to explore the incredibly soft skin under a belly- button, circling around aimlessly ...
He nips over a pulse, the hot stripe of a lick following it to soothe and apologise as Xichen leans over him; broader and heavier-set than his counterpart, the shirt he wears doesn't hide the swell of his upper-body or the way it tapers down to his waist. Jin Guangyao is always smaller than him in any world, it seems, and he likes it a lot.
Xichen nuzzles the lovely curve of the shoulder below and murmurs there, eyes closed. ]
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He nips over a pulse, the hot stripe of a lick following it to soothe and apologise as Xichen leans over him; broader and heavier-set than his counterpart, the shirt he wears doesn't hide the swell of his upper-body or the way it tapers down to his waist. Jin Guangyao is always smaller than him in any world, it seems, and he likes it a lot.
Xichen nuzzles the lovely curve of the shoulder below and murmurs there, eyes closed. ]
You're so small, a-Yao. So cute ...