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Yixing likes to fuck Sehun on his side so that he can press kisses into the nape of his neck. He holds him around his waist with one arm and jerks him off with the other hand, his thrusts slow and measured. He brings a hand up to Sehun’s neck so he can feel the shudder of his breath as Yixing pushes in deeply. Sehun’s skin is hot and slick, coated in a thin layer of sweat.
Yixing just stays like that for a while, fully engaged inside of Sehun’s tight vice, working his lover’s cock with quick flicks of his wrist. He watches Sehun’s jaw tighten and relax as beautiful little mewls float from his lips, and he only draws back -- but only so very slightly -- when Sehun reaches back and clutches Yixing’s hip.
“Please,” Sehun breathes, turning his head so his chin is resting on his shoulder, and Yixing moves his hand higher, cupping Sehun’s jaw and pulling him closer. Yixing kisses at Sehun’s mouth corner, relishing in the warm puffs of breath that coast over his lips and the tip of his nose. He smiles as Sehun convulses against him, cursing as Yixing runs his thumb in the slit of his cock.
“Please fuck me,” Sehun pleas through gritted teeth, eyes squeezed shut and brows knitted together. When Yixing doesn’t comply, Sehun pushes back hungrily; he grinds his hips in a circle when he gets Yixing’s cock to his sweet spot and the husky moans he emits are almost criminal.
Sehun hisses as Yixing retakes control, quickly adjusting his position so that he can slam in and out of Sehun the way he wants it. He lets go of Sehun’s cock and uses that hand to hoist Sehun’s leg up, opening him up just that much more. Yixing’s hips snap back and forth with abandon, his eyes focused on Sehun’s plush lips as they produce sounds and words that only fuel his lust and admiration further.
Sooner rather than later he’s crashing over the edge and Sehun’s crashing with him, groans and expletives harmonizing with the creak of the bedsprings. They end a sweaty, panting mess, Yixing dragging his teeth along the vestige of Sehun’s shoulderblade. Not after long, the quiet, slow breathing from Sehun lets Yixing know he’s fallen asleep. He moves as quietly and stealthily as possible to get a warm towel to clean Sehun up as best as he can before he falls asleep beside him.