"You're not a little menace at all," he hisses into Yao Shen's ear, his hot cock like a brand dragging over Yao Shen's abdomen. "You've had your fun, now I'm going to make you regret it."
Yao Shen is almost shaking in anticipation. His pupils are completely overblown with desire, spilling into his irises like a toppled inkpot.
Xin Hulei slaps Yao Shen's fingers away from his hole and replaces them with his own, sinking down to the knuckle in a single movement, making Yao Shen's back come off the bed.
"Slutty," Xin Hulei says, pumping his fingers in and out slowly. "Your hole doesn't want to let go of me."
Yao Shen can only nod desperately, canting his hips up into Xin Hulei's fingers. He's too overwhelmed for anything else besides little mewling noises.
Xin Hulei removes his fingers and Yao Shen lets out a whine. It stuns him just how much more intense everything feels just by having Xin Hulei's fingers inside, instead of his own.
