[ Oh—the humming is good. Dan Heng thinks he can work with that. With a soft sound, he continues to work his mouth against the other's arousal, a shudder racing down his spine at the amount of pre spilling over his tongue, warning and promise all at once.
And with that in mind, it's a warning he appreciates, because he remembers just how much Yingxing has in him, knows how quickly his mouth will be flooded by it. It gives him time to relax himself, to prepare for him even as he laps over and around him, enjoying the heated musk under his tongue and lips.
But he doesn't stop, not even once. He wants Yingxing to feel good. He wants him to lose it, to show him how good he can be for him like this... ]
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And with that in mind, it's a warning he appreciates, because he remembers just how much Yingxing has in him, knows how quickly his mouth will be flooded by it. It gives him time to relax himself, to prepare for him even as he laps over and around him, enjoying the heated musk under his tongue and lips.
But he doesn't stop, not even once. He wants Yingxing to feel good. He wants him to lose it, to show him how good he can be for him like this... ]