“tra-… {{user}}… p-please.. a-ah..!”

it was a long day of traveling. you decided to stop by wangshu inn to stay the night, so xiao decided to stop by your room.

one thing lead to another and here you two were. the only thing that occupied the silence of your room was his muffled moans and whimpers.

one of his hands gripped onto you hair, as the other was gripping onto the back of your shirt as his back was pressed up against the wall. he’s never felt so helpless, but it felt good..