Meng Yao did, he gently bit against Xue Yang's neck again and then increased the pressure lightly. Then he sucked on the skin, eager and excited, only pulling away so he could slid down. Then he paused, realising his hands were still tied. He looked up at Xue Yang, his eyes a little vacant but still there. Still drive on one want. He only needed his mouth.

"Let me please you, gege." On his knees, he leaned forward and got Xue Yang's cock into his mouth, sucking in readily. And he was good at it. Meng Yao might not have had sex in a long time but he remembered it well and he knew that even back then, he had been good at it. Of course he was, he was good at everything he wanted to be good at.