"Ah, ah, yes..." Xue Yang groans. The sensitive skin aches in the best of ways, just making him harder. His cock bows against his stomach, precome smearing along it. "Zichen..."
He loves hearing his name said like that. Just for that, he kisses the head of Xue Yang's cock, licking up the precome. What? He's just keeping him clean~
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