[A thrill goes through Huaisang when Xue Yang grabs his arm, a rather wolfish grin slowly surfacing. Is it just the effects of the fruit pushing him to recklessness or some other force entirely? Who knows.

He leans in to whisper in Xue Yang's ear.]

If you think people wouldn't look for me, you are sorely mistaken. Then they would have me instead of you. Are you sure that's what you want? For me to belong to someone else? Because I can be theirs just as easily as I could be yours.

[Huaisang nuzzles almost tenderly before biting his earlobe, tugging it briefly, and pulling away.]

If you have others then I shall have others as well. As many as I can enjoy at my leisure. You have no say in the matter either.