[ aeons, but dan heng is exquisite in the agony of his need. the way he arches, the way his cunt pulses around his fingers, the way he moans and curses under his breath - all of it is more than enough to drive yingxing wild, his cock aching, neglected in his pants, but he doesn't care. right now, getting dan heng off as many times as possible is his priority.
so he doesn't stop. groaning his own pleasure against the soft rise of dan heng's chest, he sucks hard at the nipple between his lips, tongue lashing against it while his fingers begin a deep, hard rhythm, fucking dan heng through the remainder of his first orgasm and toward the next, aided by the gush of fresh slick. his sheets and clothing are going to be a mess, but it's fine, it's worth it, he can change it all while dan heng recovers - then, next time, maybe they'll put some towels down. ]
Fuck, you sound so good -
[ he murmurs against wet skin, kissing his way to dan heng's opposite breast, petite and soft beneath his mouth, teeth raking over his rosy nipple. cis, trans, cock, cunt, it doesn't matter to yingxing - dan heng is achingly beautiful, so easy to fall for, and yingxing is starving for him.
so he will feast. salivating at the back of his mouth, yingxing drags himself lower, down the soft, supple expanse of dan heng's chest, over his ribs and belly, until at last he's right where he wants to be - buried between his thighs. without a moment's hesitation he gets to work, his fingers curling in dan heng's body, rubbing against his upper walls as he closes his mouth over his clit, laving it with his tongue, breathing in the dark salt of his scent. ]
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so he doesn't stop. groaning his own pleasure against the soft rise of dan heng's chest, he sucks hard at the nipple between his lips, tongue lashing against it while his fingers begin a deep, hard rhythm, fucking dan heng through the remainder of his first orgasm and toward the next, aided by the gush of fresh slick. his sheets and clothing are going to be a mess, but it's fine, it's worth it, he can change it all while dan heng recovers - then, next time, maybe they'll put some towels down. ]
Fuck, you sound so good -
[ he murmurs against wet skin, kissing his way to dan heng's opposite breast, petite and soft beneath his mouth, teeth raking over his rosy nipple. cis, trans, cock, cunt, it doesn't matter to yingxing - dan heng is achingly beautiful, so easy to fall for, and yingxing is starving for him.
so he will feast. salivating at the back of his mouth, yingxing drags himself lower, down the soft, supple expanse of dan heng's chest, over his ribs and belly, until at last he's right where he wants to be - buried between his thighs. without a moment's hesitation he gets to work, his fingers curling in dan heng's body, rubbing against his upper walls as he closes his mouth over his clit, laving it with his tongue, breathing in the dark salt of his scent. ]