"A-Yao," Huaisang groans at the sensation of that tight heat enveloping him.

His hands move to grip the other man's hips but despite his eagerness to bury himself deep in his lover, he exercises patience. The grip relaxes, turning into tender caresses to sides, hips, and thighs. He doesn't take his eyes off Jin Ziyao, almost out of fear that he might disappear.

"I love you. I love how you feel. I can't wait for you to ride me," he breathes. "You're so beautiful."

He's everything he ever wanted and didn't understand he needed until it was too late. To be given more than one chance to realize his mistake and make amends like this...