Xichen moans softly, his body almost a jelly in Zhuzhu's arms, trapped between him and the wall. He just wants to take and take and take now. Everything the other wants to give, Xichen wants to get.

"Please, Sir... Just fuck me here. Against the wall. You can, right? I know you can. Make me scream, Sir," he begs his ex-boyfriend shamelessly, his hips insistingly grinding down to get any friction. As they are pressed closely together, Xichen can feel his cock rubbing against Zhuzhu's firm abdomen through the barrier of their clothes. He's so hard... "Please..."