He moans as his hips roll along with those thrusts, feeling him strike deep inside of him. Hitting that spot that makes the world explode with colors. Pleasure surging through his whole body. He knows how to hold onto that moment for as long as possible.

He grips Xingchen's shoulders, nails digging in. "Nng...I'm close daozhang..."

He can feel that breaking point starting to bubble up to the surface. "A little more."