Huaisang gasps, and it's more than just the thrust of Cheng's cock inside him that tears the sound from his throat. His fingers dig into his lover's shoulders again and he moans, knowing exactly how he's going to respond.

"Yes-! I promise, I swear it, I'm yours, A-Cheng, completely. Nobody else, not now, not ever, only you." He's babbling a little, he thinks dazedly, but he means every word. Even if Jiang Cheng lost interest tomorrow, even if he decides he needs a wife after all, even if he everything goes to he'll and he decides Huaisang isn't worth the hassle, the scandal, the effort, he'll never touch another. He can't, not now he's had this, nothing else, no-one else, will ever compare.