It felt like a confirmation. That this was real that they were here together. That all that they went through together, peeling back the layers of calloused skin together was real. That he had with him the only man who could understand and accept him, and love him for who he is. All of their sins are left in the open.

"Mnn. I don't mind if you are rough." he laughed, breathlessly.

"I like the feeling of your hands all over me. I'm yours all yours. Only yours, My love.

Please keep making me yours. Fill me up and claim me." His gaze was half-lidded and he was lost in the rush of motion. Just their movement and the intense building pleasure. His hands reached out to cup Huaisang's face. He wanted to see every expression.

He was going to marry this man. He was going to have a life together with him and have his children. He took a family member but will fill his house with many more to make up for it. At the end of it, Huaisang was all he wanted.

He wanted to grow old with him, raise children, make art and write poetry. Kiss under the stars and cultivate with him.

His movements are only more frantic, his toes curling as the sensation began to crest.

"A-Sang! I can't hold back much more!"