tw: explicit sexual content
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It's not Xi Zirui's proudest moment, trying to talk with Bai Mi through the half-open door while ignoring the erection tenting the front of his robes. Especially considering Han Yu is plastered to his back, both of his hands holding on to Xi Zirui's waist, as he does his best to hump him through the combined layers of their robes.
It's the furthest from dignified he's ever been, and the sheer wildness of situation might be mildly intoxicating
"This Emperor isn't feeling too well, maybe older sister should go on her own," Xi Zirui says, trying to keep his voice steady.
Bai Mi pushes forward on the door, but Xi Zirui holds steady, preventing her from getting inside the room.
"Is everything alright?"
"Fine!" Xi Zirui says, his voice breaking when Han Yu plasters himself to his back to nip at his exposed nape. "By the way, does younger sister know where the keys to the collar and chain contraption are?"
