"Mmn." He hums in understanding, kissing Wufei's neck as he pushes in and out, purposefully stroking places he knew Wufei to be most sensitive, and then moving away, careful not to stay in one place too long. A second finger soon joins the first, scissoring gently and making sure Wufei wouldn't walk with anything more than a mild limp, depending on how things went. When he removes his fingers, he pushes Wufei's hand away too, and then presses his hand to his back.

"Bend over the vanity..." If he wanted to be held down and fucked, well..