Xinyuan smiled around his cock, his eyes watering from the depth but heavy with amusement. Wenzhi came hard, and Xinyuan swallowed down the release, taking everything before licking his lips and rising back to his feet.
"I want to come inside you, please," he whispered against Wenzhi's lips, pressing a hand flat against his chest.
"How does it feel being so polite?" Wenzhi managed to ask, his eyes dazed and his breath hitching. His lips were swollen, red from the kissing, and his wet hair clung to his face. He looked entirely too beautiful.
Xinyuan just gave him a polite, dimpled smile before turning Wenzhi around. He pressed Wenzhi's chest flat against the wet wall, bracing his weight. Gripping Wenzhi's waist with one hand, Xinyuan worked two slick fingers back inside him, stretching him out.
