Xiao Xingchen should dislike the presence of this figure and hearing their voice, but it somehow only makes him ache more. He doesn't find it familiar. Even if he strains to listen, he wouldn't have heard their voice like this before...

Song Lan's voice has never sounded like this either. In all of what they've done, his orgasm hasn't been so... so loud.

Actually reaching any gratification from his own hand alone with layers of robes in the way feels near impossible, and he isn't about to take off his clothes. With a harder rub of his palm against his cock to try to make up for it, he barely represses a faint whimper.