The chain markings on the side of Xinyuan’s face slowly lost their angry red glow, retreating down his jaw, around his neck, and pulling away from his arms and torso.

The crimson light faded, the links gathering back at his spine to form the familiar Y-shape stretching down his back and over his shoulder blades.

Every muscle in his body flexed, his skin slick with sweat as he pounded relentlessly into Wenzhi.

Pinned beneath him, Wenzhi was entirely breathless, far too gone to care about the shameless noises tearing from his throat. Xinyuan fucked him deep and deliciously hard, the bed shaking violently under the force of each heavy thrust.

They had been at this for hours, so long that Wenzhi had completely lost count of time, and only now had the glowing chains fully settled back into place on Xinyuan’s skin. Yet, the crimson light in Xinyuan’s eyes remained.

Wenzhi gasped as the friction amplified with every passing second, the sheer intensity turning him dizzy as he felt another wave building rapidly.

Leaning down, Xinyuan peppered hot, frantic kisses over his cheeks, his forehead, and his chin, before whispering against his ear, "Are you cumming again, Freckles?"

Wenzhi parted his lips, barely able to force out the word. "Yeah."

Xinyuan was an insatiable machine. Even as Wenzhi broke and came hard, Xinyuan didn’t slow down, fucking him ruthlessly right through the peak of the orgasm.

Wenzhi released a cracked, broken breath, his back arching off the mattress as his fingernails dug deep into Xinyuan’s back. He added to the collection of scratches marring Xinyuan’s arms and shoulders. Marks that were already healing, only to be replaced by fresh ones.

Looking like a man entirely possessed, Xinyuan grabbed Wenzhi’s hips, anchoring him firmly. He leaned upright, hooked Wenzhi’s leg, and draped it over his shoulder.

He planted a fierce kiss on the inside of Wenzhi’s thigh, a wild grin on his face that proved he was completely consumed by the man beneath him.

Wenzhi’s freckled face was flushed and utterly dazed. His lips were parted, his grey eyes heavy and drunk with pleasure until they suddenly widened.

"Xinyuan..." he breathed.

"I’m so close, baby."

Xinyuan rolled his hips with slow, agonizing sharpness, hitting the exact spot he’d been punishing all night, but with devastating accuracy.

He watched Wenzhi grip the sheets, his back arching violently as his eyes rolled back with a helpless gasp. Xinyuan locked into a brutal, rapid rhythm before finally coming hard with a deep, throat-tearing groan.

Carefully lowering Wenzhi’s leg, Xinyuan collapsed forward and captured Wenzhi’s mouth again. Wenzhi returned the kiss sluggishly, his brain completely blanked out, his overstimulated body screaming with sensitivity as Xinyuan filled him to the brim.

Xinyuan’s eyes flickered, finally melting back into their warm, natural brown. The moment he broke the kiss and Wenzhi saw the change, Wenzhi let out a heavy, exhausted breath through his nose.

He parted his cherry-red, swollen lips and closed his eyes. Reaching up, he tangled his fingers deep into Xinyuan’s hair, fisting the strands hard enough to make Xinyuan hiss in pain.

Xinyuan chuckled against his skin. "What are you doing?"

Without opening his eyes, Wenzhi simply muttered in a rough and raspy voice, "Don’t move. I need to sleep now."

In response, Xinyuan shifted, burying his face in the crook of Wenzhi’s neck before completely relaxing his heavy body against him.

Wenzhi raked his fingers through Xinyuan’s hair for a few lingering seconds, his movements slowing until exhaustion finally dragged him under.

True to his word, Xinyuan didn’t move, choosing to surrender to sleep right along with him.

By the time Wenzhi woke up the next day, he felt thoroughly fucked senseless. Xinyuan was still dead to the world, draped over him, and still buried deep inside.

Feeling his sore, stretched walls involuntarily clench around Xinyuan’s length, Wenzhi realized with a jolt of heat that he was already turning back on.

He brought a hand to his face, rubbing his temples before licking his dry lips. "Fuck."

The low curse stirred the Esper above him. Wenzhi became acutely aware of the hot breath fan against his neck as Xinyuan’s eyes blinked open, just as Wenzhi’s stomach let out a loud, traitorous rumble.

"Hmm? How can you be hungry when you are already full?" Xinyuan’s voice was thick and rough with sleep, sending a sharp jolt of electricity straight down Wenzhi’s spine. A reaction Wenzhi immediately blamed on the fact that they were still connected.

"Shut up," he rasped.

"Mmmh..." Xinyuan lifted his head, his gaze sweeping across the unfamiliar space. "Where are we?"

"The safe room beneath the mansion," Wenzhi said. "What the hell were you thinking, staying inside a red-zone rift and trying to kill all those monsters on your own?"

"It was either that, or they would have caused more damage. Or wait... did I shut down at the wrong time?" Xinyuan’s eyes widened in sudden panic, his gaze locking onto Wenzhi’s face for an answer.

But taking in Wenzhi’s flushed, freckled skin, his wild and messy hair, and the dilated grey eyes that looked utterly overwhelmed, Xinyuan paused. He listened closely as Wenzhi’s heart began to hammer at a frantic, uncharacteristic speed.

"No... the entire sector got evacuated just in time, and... We took over the Rift Bureau," Wenzhi whispered, cutting his eyes to the side to avoid Xinyuan’s intense stare.

"Huh?" Xinyuan blinked, entirely caught off guard. "That’s amazing. How did you pull that off?" 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

Wenzhi sighed, shifting slightly. "Is it really a good idea to talk about bureaucratic logistics while you’re still inside me and getting hard again?"

A slow, wicked smile spread across Xinyuan’s face. He brushed his nose against Wenzhi’s, forcing those dazed grey eyes back to his. "Do you want me to pull out?" he whispered.

"No," Wenzhi replied softly.

He reached up, wrapping his hand around the back of Xinyuan’s neck and fisting the long strands of hair to anchor him. "Don’t pull out."

Xinyuan’s ears burned a dark red, a bright flush painting his cheeks as he stared down at Wenzhi, completely awestruck, as if looking at something sacred for the very first time. "You are so perfect, Zhi’er."

Wenzhi went to roll his eyes, but the motion was cut short. Xinyuan crashed their mouths together, swallowing the attitude completely in a slow, deeply passionate kiss.