tw: some sexual content
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It takes a long time for Yao Shen's breath to return to normal, it doesn't help that Xin Hulei keeps fucking his fingers inside him through the aftershocks of his orgasm, and mouthing lazily at his cock.
"Ah I think you've killed me," Yao Shen says, slumping backwards against the mussed sheets.
Xin Hulei takes his fingers out of him and Yao Shen hisses at the loss.
"Two other items down," Xin Hulei says, making his way up the bed and wrapping Yao Shen in his arms.
The cum is drying on his skin, and while hot moments ago, Yao Shen isn't looking forward to it sticking to his skin and ripping hairs each time he moves.
"Dirty," Yao Shen mumbles when Xin Hulei dips his head to steal a kiss.
He loops his arms around Xin Hulei's neck. "You made a mess of me," he says, pouting for dramatic effect. "Carry me to the shower."
Xin Hulei nods seriously, as if this is a completely normal request. "Alright."
