[ jing yuan's petulant little whine when he pulls out is expected, which is all the more reason he pushes in hard once he returns, filling his young lover up to the brim and holding there, allowing jing yuan to feel every inch of him, hard and hot and aching, twitching inside of him. he's achingly hard now, big and heavy from root to tip, filling jing yuan's hole easily and perfectly. ]

Listen to you beg..

[ he whispers, hooking both arms now beneath both of jing yuan's knees, pushing them up and out to keep him well spread, giving yingxing the leverage he needs to brace his knees against the bed and fuck him properly, hard and fast and deep, just as he's begging for. only now he can see jing yuan's pretty face, all flushed with heat, his lips pink and swollen and wet with saliva, his eyes glazed and drunk. ]

My perfect little cockslut, always so eager to get fucked. Were you thinking about me on stage, last night?

[ yingxing leans over him, silver hair spilling over his shoulders to pool on jing yuan's chest and abdomen, skin slapping as he fucks him shamelessly, sweat slick on his skin, panting with effort. ]

Did you imagine me grinding against you while you played?