"You sure? That's not what it feels like. Your body keeps swallowing my fingers. You're being really greedy. Feels like you want them to just stay inside you forever."

He presses deep in for a moment, then slowly pulls his fingers back out, letting Song Lan's body relax for a moment. But there's the sound of more clothes being shuffled, and then another squelch...

... And then slowly, a little bit at a time, Song Lan's body is being pushed open by something that is distinctly not Xue Yang's fingers.