"You did," he says softly, followed by a noise of satisfaction as he's delicately pinned in place. Doul leans up and in, moving to lap up his spend and just enjoy the experience of being so close. If he was clever, he'd be careful not to get greedy.

And is is clever, but maybe he can leave his good sense at the door just for a little while. He hums, a low rumble of sound, and realizes that he can't reach up and pull Huaisang closer. It's a tragedy, but he'll survive.