71 FIRST RAINBOW

Dipping his knees into the edge of the bed, Yibo bent over, bringing his hands to the top of Xiao Zhan's chest. Thumbs curved upwards, he brought his fingers to his neck, delicately at first, and then closed them around the circumference, watching as Xiao Zhan's eyes fluttered, and his gasp shuddered even before his fingers touched. It was the answer Yibo needed, to squeeze, the pressure gentle and building, not strong enough as yet to bruise. Too much, Yibo knew, for him and Xiao Zhan. Yibo was too gone the way Xiao Zhan was, that Xiao Zhan liked fingers around his neck when he was fucked, that Yibo liked it and had found someone who did.