[To call the touch painful wouldn't be inaccurate– there is nothing like love or consideration guiding Suzaku's fingers into the depths of Xue Yang's body. He's unbearably tight, and it occurs to him that this might be something new to the man.
Suzaku clicks his tongue, derisive.]
You aren't a virgin, are you?
[No, it may simply be the case that he's never been on the receiving end of it before. He can fuss and fumble with Suzaku's hips all he likes, and he'll reward him for his earnest effort, grinding his ass along his cock. Will he let him stab that cock into him? Unlikely, but if Xue Yang behaves himself and loosens up nicely for his fingers, Suzaku will consider it.]
no subject
Suzaku clicks his tongue, derisive.]
You aren't a virgin, are you?
[No, it may simply be the case that he's never been on the receiving end of it before. He can fuss and fumble with Suzaku's hips all he likes, and he'll reward him for his earnest effort, grinding his ass along his cock. Will he let him stab that cock into him? Unlikely, but if Xue Yang behaves himself and loosens up nicely for his fingers, Suzaku will consider it.]