He is willing to give him whatever he wanted. He arches his back some more, finally letting go, showing his true self. Xue Yang's words always have a way with him, broken by him and equally mended by him and in a way, he innately turn his mind and his heart to him, grasping how he feels in his desire for him. He gasps when he plays with his nipples, causing to harden some more as he plays with his body.

"The dirty things you say, A-Yang..." He whispered as he discovered that he likes it, but he's resisting, not coming yet. Pre-cum begin to leak in response, coating over his length.