[ the reminder makes hua cheng laugh and then lean down to press his mouth high against sizhui's cheekbone, affectionate. ]

Ah, I suppose we are in my room, [ he observes. ] In that case, I'd like to keep you here as long as you'll stay.

[ all evening? all night? even all morning so they can have lazy morning sex before sizhui departs? hua cheng doesn't mind any of it. he'll enjoy sizhui's presence for as long as it graces him, although he's not the type to force anyone to stay somewhere they'd rather not linger.

by now, the sex has become deep and hot and indulgent, less about the urgency of chasing orgasm and more about flames slowly being stoked between them, a steady climb towards pleasure. hua cheng's cock moves inside sizhui in steady, intentional strokes, ensuring that the head of it rubs over sizhui's prostate on every opportunity; his skin is flushed all over and glistening with sweat, and wherever he and sizhui touch it feels like hua cheng might be melting. he's in the midst of appreciating the answering flush in sizhui's face when he lifts his free hand to touch hua cheng's face as well.

a brief expression of confusion crosses hua cheng's face, before it's followed by a smile. ]

There's no need for such flattery, [ hua cheng murmurs, his voice warm and rich with amusement and affection. ] It's enough for me that you don't find my appearance terrifying. If you're not careful, you'll inflate my ego.

[ that's a little bit of a joke—mostly because hua cheng is already egotistical. ]