[ this all feels so easy, so natural. yingxing is an easygoing enough man that taking random, sudden partners isn't so uncommon for him, and he's confident enough in his ability to please a lover, but even still, this feels far more intimate and comfortable than he could have expected. it doesn't feel like fucking someone new, it feels like making love to an old partner, someone he has known for a long, long time.
perhaps that's simply due to the fact that they've been flirting at this for weeks now, that he couldn't get dan heng out of his mind if he tried, and he had tried. whatever it is, yingxing cannot complain, not now that he finally has dan feng in his arms, spread over his lap, just where he's wanted him nearly since the moment they met. ]
You've got me..
[ he whispers harshly against the back of dan feng's ear, groaning from deep in his chest as his hips work, fucking up into that perfect, slick pussy, precum already leaking generously, soaking into his jeans. yingxing likely won't last much longer, not with how tightly dan feng's body is hugging his cock, not with how long he's been waiting, but he wants to cling on at least a little bit longer, wants to chase this pleasure, to allow himself to feel it for as long as he can. as long as he can give to dan feng.
still rubbing at his oversensitive clit, yingxing's free hand slides upward to cup dan feng's chest, rubbing his thumb over one rosy nipple in slow circles, until he feels it stiffen. ]
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perhaps that's simply due to the fact that they've been flirting at this for weeks now, that he couldn't get dan heng out of his mind if he tried, and he had tried. whatever it is, yingxing cannot complain, not now that he finally has dan feng in his arms, spread over his lap, just where he's wanted him nearly since the moment they met. ]
You've got me..
[ he whispers harshly against the back of dan feng's ear, groaning from deep in his chest as his hips work, fucking up into that perfect, slick pussy, precum already leaking generously, soaking into his jeans. yingxing likely won't last much longer, not with how tightly dan feng's body is hugging his cock, not with how long he's been waiting, but he wants to cling on at least a little bit longer, wants to chase this pleasure, to allow himself to feel it for as long as he can. as long as he can give to dan feng.
still rubbing at his oversensitive clit, yingxing's free hand slides upward to cup dan feng's chest, rubbing his thumb over one rosy nipple in slow circles, until he feels it stiffen. ]
You gonna come for me again, beautiful?