[Dan Feng's breaths come in ragged gasps as he rests heavily back against Yingxing's chest, soft whines riding on each exhale as those talented fingers tease his clit through the aftershocks of his second orgasm of the night. Even out of rut, he can feel the way the artist's cock remains locked inside of him... and there is something so intensely satisfying about it.
The alphas he'd been with before this hadn't felt even half as good, even during their rut -- Dan Feng has never wished to be taken and kept as an alpha's mate before now... and somehow those thoughts feel perfectly natural. There was just something about the way his very soul begged for Yingxing that felt... right.
It feels as if more time has passed than has actually passed by the time Dan Feng has regained his breath enough to speak, and he shifts carefully -- as he turns his head where it rests back against Yingxing's shoulder to allow their lips to brush.]
I have, too.. nearly ever since the day I first saw you..
[His admission is a low murmur.. and somewhere in the back of his mind, Dan Feng is perhaps a little nervous to admit that at all. The last thing he wanted was to push Yingxing away from him now -- what if the artist pulled back because of just how long Dan Feng had wanted him?
... yet still more of him is certain he won't lose the man.]
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The alphas he'd been with before this hadn't felt even half as good, even during their rut -- Dan Feng has never wished to be taken and kept as an alpha's mate before now... and somehow those thoughts feel perfectly natural. There was just something about the way his very soul begged for Yingxing that felt... right.
It feels as if more time has passed than has actually passed by the time Dan Feng has regained his breath enough to speak, and he shifts carefully -- as he turns his head where it rests back against Yingxing's shoulder to allow their lips to brush.]
I have, too.. nearly ever since the day I first saw you..
[His admission is a low murmur.. and somewhere in the back of his mind, Dan Feng is perhaps a little nervous to admit that at all. The last thing he wanted was to push Yingxing away from him now -- what if the artist pulled back because of just how long Dan Feng had wanted him?
... yet still more of him is certain he won't lose the man.]