His breath is continuously stolen by his gremlin. He can't be blamed for sounding like he has run a considerable distance! Shivering under the mischievous droplets as they hit his skin, Zichen arches, showing not an ounce of fear. His Xue Yang is touching him; there is nothing to expect from that but pleasure.

"Why would I go back on my word?"

It doesn't make sense to him and he cups his husband's cheek against his palm, parting his lips when they kiss again. The tease is met with a small grin and Zichen dips a hand into the water, stroking his lover's cock.

"I know how to care for him."