He has to still for a moment at Wei Ying's words, arousal sharp and fraying at his control. "Yes," he hisses, pushing his finger in again gently as deep as it will go before he starts to gently curl his finger as he moves, trying to stretch Wei Ying enough to find what he seeks.

"Have imagined it many times," he admits, eyes trying to take in the picture Wei Ying makes with his hair pulled up, skin on display as he imagines being in him in such a way. "Imagining pinning Wei Ying down, feeling you around me, under me. Could feel every part of you."