"Shen Yuan—" Luo Binghe doesn't want to hurt him—he knows how daunting a task it is, and as many experienced lovers as he's been with, there have been an equal number of blushing virgins—but Shen Yuan's tentative assays are driving him out of his mind. His thighs tremble with the effort of not pushing in further. His eyes flutter shut—but he forces them open, loath to miss anything.