"Say that you want me, Xingchen. Say my name, I want to hear it from your lips." He was not letting this go easily, he wanted Xingchen to accept what this was, that he needed him, that he wanted to be fucked so roughly by no one other than him. The satisfaction this was giving him was almost enough to make him come just from the thought and it was getting difficult to hold back, yet Xue Yang was stubborn enough to manage.