Wufei was panting as he tipped his head forward, letting out a sound close to a whimper as Duo's tongue dragged across his skin, and something about that little bit of texture had him melting, hips rocking back towards Duo even though they were already as close as they could possibly be. "Yours," the word came out as a groan as Duo bit down on his neck, no doubt leaving behind a mark that he could wear with pride.

It was everything he had always wanted, deep in the stifled, suppressed parts of his soul. He was full of emotion, but his mind was still, except for a single thought, a soft and distant whisper, barely coming within grasp. I love you.

And almost as soon as it was there it was stifled, drowned out by static, a quiet fear that he wouldn't be wanted, despite their current position. Desperate need, longing, desire. To belong, to be Duo's, to find himself waking to those beautiful eyes every morning. And there was that quiet warmth, blooming through him at the memory of watching Duo open his eyes, first thing in the morning. He might've hidden away the words, but the feeling was right there in the open.