It's a gift Zichen has given him, to let him in. To let him close, to show his Zichen how good touch can be. Xue Yang works hard so his beloved doesn't have a chance to regret being with him.

He moans shamelessly as Zichen grinds their hips together and those lips mark his throat. The question makes him laugh and wiggle with a happy grin. "I like how you warm me up," he purrs.