Meng Yao's eyes widened and he nodded, slowly, eagerly. He wanted to please, whatever gege wanted, but he was a little excited to be taken care of. To have someone want to touch him and pleasure him. It was usually him doing most of the world, any time he had a hook-up, so this was so different. He started to touch Xue Yang's chest, feeling how hard it actually was. So strong. So protective. And his.

Xue Yang had to care for him. Had to keep him safe. So he couldn't just leave him.

"A-Yao wants that, daddy. Please." He was polite. Even when in subspace, he was polite.