It was very far from the first blowjob Xue Yang had ever gotten, yet it was also by far the best one. He had to hold on to the back of the couch with one hand, fingers tight around the fabric, while his other hand was in Meng Yao's hair, grasping at the strands. He was moaning, again, this time quite clearly moaning his name. Xiao Yao. His xiao Yao, even.

This was so much better than he had envisioned it - and he had most certainly had some fantasies. He came without warning, loud and with abandon, his eyes fluttering shut. "Fuck, you're good!"