[A fantasy, you say? Xingchen wants to be a fantasy for his fox~
But of course he could never match A-Xing - and he won't try! Just as Zishu can't match his Zichen.
Again, A-Shu is sweet to him! He thrusts into that hand, timing it with each roll of his hips. Cheeks flushed, his eyes darker than their usual shade, he claims Zishu, clenching his muscles around his lover every time he is buried deep. There. Just...stay...there.]
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But of course he could never match A-Xing - and he won't try! Just as Zishu can't match his Zichen.
Again, A-Shu is sweet to him! He thrusts into that hand, timing it with each roll of his hips. Cheeks flushed, his eyes darker than their usual shade, he claims Zishu, clenching his muscles around his lover every time he is buried deep. There. Just...stay...there.]