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Once they admit their attraction, Yong expects Wenlang to act dominant and fight him out of principle.
Wenlang kisses him like he does everything else, by putting all his energy and care in it. It doesn't matter what he is doing: he will be the best at it. It annoys Yong that he's managed at least that part: a few minutes in, he finds himself hard like a horny teenager.
Then they undress, and Wenlang allows himself to be manhandled and thrown onto the bed.
Well damn. Best kisser and best bottom?
Yong cannot get mad at him.