[ A sigh of relief leaves his lips when Yingxing sits on the floor next to the tub, runs his palm over his thigh.
Although it's not relief for too long—there's barely a moment for it before the older man's mouth murmurs against his ear, sending shudders of pleasure down his spine even as his own fingers continue to push insistently into his cunt. His voice?
Aeons, as much as he wants to feel the other's mouth on him again, he— ]
O-oh—
[ The fingers of his free hand loose, splay over the side of the tub as he looks at Yingxing, wide-eyed. ]
Oh, that... mn.
[ Whoops. He's meant to give him an answer, isn't he? ]
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Although it's not relief for too long—there's barely a moment for it before the older man's mouth murmurs against his ear, sending shudders of pleasure down his spine even as his own fingers continue to push insistently into his cunt. His voice?
Aeons, as much as he wants to feel the other's mouth on him again, he— ]
O-oh—
[ The fingers of his free hand loose, splay over the side of the tub as he looks at Yingxing, wide-eyed. ]
Oh, that... mn.
[ Whoops. He's meant to give him an answer, isn't he? ]