"Fuck off with that. You want to taste me." Xue Yang wasn't about to let him get away with downplaying that. The little pervert had been so desperate to smell him that he'd stolen his clothes, he didn't care what hang-ups he had. "It's an honour, getting to do this. You better don't waste a drop of those fluids."

He looked down, eyebrows arched. "Now. Don't make me hurt you again. If you do, I'm just gonna assume you are into that too."

Wouldn't surprise him, given everything else.