[ By the time they're done, Dan Heng's voice will be as raw as his cunt.
There's that moment when he comes that Yingxing pauses, deep inside him—and then he starts moving again and Dan Heng cries out again, a wild sound, a sound made of want and desperation alike, somehow drowning out the slap of their bodies and making it quiet. He's never this loud, ever, but now...
(Aeons, he's going mad, it really feels like there's a knot straining against him—)
He's left to shake and tremble under the wake of the other's movements, overwhelmed for those few moments despite getting exactly what he asked for, being fucked through his orgasm even as the motions make his head spin and his cunt clench in confused desire, his nerve endings alight with the sensation of too much but not enough. But then his body starts to settle down, the thrum of pleasure quickly attuning to the needs of his heat. Dan Heng is mindless but everything he's given, he needs.
Mindless enough that his lips form the shapes of words he wants to say, words he would never usually let himself say, words that fall from his breath, hot and aching like the rest of him: ]
Bite me—
[ Later, he'll be mortified. But for now, he's just listening, answering the needs of his body, asking for what it is he desires. ]
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There's that moment when he comes that Yingxing pauses, deep inside him—and then he starts moving again and Dan Heng cries out again, a wild sound, a sound made of want and desperation alike, somehow drowning out the slap of their bodies and making it quiet. He's never this loud, ever, but now...
(Aeons, he's going mad, it really feels like there's a knot straining against him—)
He's left to shake and tremble under the wake of the other's movements, overwhelmed for those few moments despite getting exactly what he asked for, being fucked through his orgasm even as the motions make his head spin and his cunt clench in confused desire, his nerve endings alight with the sensation of too much but not enough. But then his body starts to settle down, the thrum of pleasure quickly attuning to the needs of his heat. Dan Heng is mindless but everything he's given, he needs.
Mindless enough that his lips form the shapes of words he wants to say, words he would never usually let himself say, words that fall from his breath, hot and aching like the rest of him: ]
Bite me—
[ Later, he'll be mortified. But for now, he's just listening, answering the needs of his body, asking for what it is he desires. ]