"Yes, I'm sure you'll have plenty of things to do once you're free."

Xue Yang shifts a little and continues thrusting, slow, trying to build himself up without pushing Song Lan too hard. He does want him to enjoy this, after all. Most of it, at least.

"You're doing well at not letting it choke you. Maybe next time, I'll use my hands."

After the previous thrusting, it doesn't take him long to build himself all the way up to the edge. Xue Yang suddenly gives a sharp groan, presses his forehead against Song Lan's back, and comes inside of him.