"F-Feng Xuan..."
Yu An quickly bit her lip to keep a gasp from escaping.
Feng Xuan was having the time of his life, completely ignoring the feelings of the person on top of him.
After playing through her clothes for a while, he grew dissatisfied and bit down on the fabric.
Feng Xuan recalled that it had been a long time since he'd practiced pouncing on prey, and just as long since he'd sharpened his teeth.
His sharp fangs were gentle enough not to hurt her.
His strong arms lifted Yu An up, settling her onto his waist. His taut muscles felt uncomfortably hard against her.
Yu An shifted, trying to find a more comfortable spot, but accidentally moved into an even more uncomfortable one.
Feng Xuan looked down, a smile in his voice. "An'an, you like this?"
Before she could even say "I don't," Feng Xuan held her by the shoulders. "Well, let's just stay like this, then."
"Sit tight. Lean closer to me, I can't reach."
