His hand tangles in Huaisang's hair again, tilting his head back even more so his throat is bared, so Lan Xichen can take in his ribbon around it, the sapphire rings in his nipples, his little cock locked permanently away.
He has not laid claim to every inch of him yet, but it is a good start, and he no longer has any inclination to try to restrain the lust he feels at the sight of Huaisang with his marks on him. He lets go, drawing a talisman in the air that creates a shimmering, reflective surface - a mirror, so Huaisang can see himself as Lan Xichen does.
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His hand tangles in Huaisang's hair again, tilting his head back even more so his throat is bared, so Lan Xichen can take in his ribbon around it, the sapphire rings in his nipples, his little cock locked permanently away.
He has not laid claim to every inch of him yet, but it is a good start, and he no longer has any inclination to try to restrain the lust he feels at the sight of Huaisang with his marks on him. He lets go, drawing a talisman in the air that creates a shimmering, reflective surface - a mirror, so Huaisang can see himself as Lan Xichen does.
"Look how much of you already belongs to me."