He wants his A-Xing to chase his pleasure. Xingchen adores him and that plays a big part in his own bliss. If some stranger was taking advantage of him, this might be miserable. Whimpering and moaning each time Kexing fills him, his muscles begin to tighten, trying to hold onto his A-Xing and not let him go.

Those hands too make him smile and he finally discovers a way to buck back against his lover.

"I love you, A-Xing."