It was too much.
The red curtains faintly eclipsed the bodies tangled together within the dragon bed, entwined more tightly than a lover's knot but they couldn't hide the sounds that drifted out onto the corridor where blushing maids and eunuchs waited.
Yan Zheyun was beyond thinking about the number of people eavesdropping on his marital bed. He couldn't focus on anything but the way he drowned in Liu Yao's embrace, the satisfying fullness from where he was stretched wide open around Liu Yao's cock. It hurt but not as much as he'd anticipated and a part of him had to chuckle woefully and chalk it up to the BL smut body type he'd inherited.
The kind that was good for panting and writhing helplessly whilst held down by their forceful lovers.
