Hualian, bondage, M
Xie Lian tries to break the rope around his wrists and ankles. It holds firm, even when he adds some spiritual energy to his attempts.
"Pretty good, right?" Hua Cheng asks, smiling at him. "Don't use too much spiritual power, or it will end up breaking. But it's not flimsy like that other rope."
"And it's soft," Xie Lian says with wide eyes. "It feels nice."
"Only the best for gege," Hua Cheng says, leaning down to kiss him.