[ gods, he loves the sounds that dan heng makes. even more, he loves the way dan heng asks him to keep talking, because - if it wasn't obvious - yingxing very much enjoys talking dirty. it's sexy for him, something he does without thinking, something he's good at, so he's more than happy to keep dan heng going while talking him off. ]

Mmm.. you're so tight for me. So wet.. gods, it feels so good to be inside of you, baby.

[ he murmurs, dragging his tongue along the taper of dan heng's ear, whispering. ]

You take my cock so good, do you know that? So deep.. I love how you beg for me. I love how you drive me out of my mind.

[ his fingers continue to work, tracing slowly, rhythmically, until he finally begins pushing against that hold. he doesn't shove inside, doesn't want to hurt him, just presses against him, giving him the sensation of the beginnings of penetration. ]

And your taste - my mouth waters just thinking of putting my mouth on you, drinking down all that slick, feeling you squirm beneath me when I suck your clit and fuck you with my fingers. I could do it all day, until my jaw aches.