[ Dan Heng isn't sure what's hotter—the way Yingxing's breath catches in response to his plea, or the way the other then whispers his agreement, promising him "anything", calling him "baby", or the hot mouthing at his palm.
And then the older man tugs his clothing just low enough for his cock to be freed, and Dan Heng decides it's that. He's big in the way a dominant male would be big—but Yingxing is human, and such things are rare—thick and so heavy with seed that both his mouth and his cunt drool with the possibility.
He writhes under the other man at the movement of his hips, the slow drag over his folds right before Yingxing starts to press into him; his eyes roll back in his head as the head breeches him, as the rest of him starts to press: slow, careful, leaving him writhing and groaning even as the other's breath catches above him.
And he knows, he knows that Yingxing is being slow for his sake, not wanting to hurt him, but Dan Heng is wetter than he's ever been, needier than he's ever been, and he's going to explode if he doesn't have him sooner rather than later, so— ]
I can take it.
[ His voice is low, rough, the fingers in Yingxing's hair tugging just enough to draw the other's attention to him. ]
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And then the older man tugs his clothing just low enough for his cock to be freed, and Dan Heng decides it's that. He's big in the way a dominant male would be big—but Yingxing is human, and such things are rare—thick and so heavy with seed that both his mouth and his cunt drool with the possibility.
He writhes under the other man at the movement of his hips, the slow drag over his folds right before Yingxing starts to press into him; his eyes roll back in his head as the head breeches him, as the rest of him starts to press: slow, careful, leaving him writhing and groaning even as the other's breath catches above him.
And he knows, he knows that Yingxing is being slow for his sake, not wanting to hurt him, but Dan Heng is wetter than he's ever been, needier than he's ever been, and he's going to explode if he doesn't have him sooner rather than later, so— ]
I can take it.
[ His voice is low, rough, the fingers in Yingxing's hair tugging just enough to draw the other's attention to him. ]
I've needed this all day. I can take it.