Huaisang laughs at that and he moans again, his hands burying in the
other's hair as he wraps his legs around his waist again making it easier
to lift into each thrust.
"What do you want me to call you? I'll call you whatever you like."
"Mm mm," Huaisang shakes his head and he tightens his legs again and lets the train of conversation go in lieu of moaning. He lets his hands slide over the other's back and to the curve of his ass as the other's fucking into him.
Huaisang's hands tightened as the other fucks him hard. Each thrust drawing
a grunt but soon those were turning into moans. He thrust his hips up to
have the other slamming all that harder into him as he becomes covered in
sweat. "Fuck," he moans. "Yes."
Positive reinforcement? Absolutely. He obliges Huaisang, his hand moving to grip Huaisang's cock to stroke it as close to the punishing pace as he can manage.
Huaisang cries out when the other starts to stroke him and that just intensifies the entire experience and his body tightens around the other's cock, panting the other's name and pressing his lips to the other's neck, biting and sucking on his skin.
It's a combination of things that undoes Nida. It doesn't matter that he's already had his release once. The bite, the tightness, the willingness with which the other man cries out. It all adds up to Nida's pacce becoming fast and uneven as he chased the end of his orgasm, right over the edge and into Huaisang as he spills.
Huaisang moans again as the other comes. He bites at the others neck again,
curling his hands into the others back, nails digging into his skin and not
minding if he leaves more marks In their wake.
So much sweet, blessed, stinging pain. He loved it. Nida laughs at the command, having no intention of disobeying. His hand gripped the other tighter, adding a twist to his stroking and letting his thumb work over the tip. How beautiful.
“Ah,” Huaisang gasps as the others stroke changes, leaking from his tip and
hips pressing up. “Nida,” he moans again and fuck he likes being called
that.
It doesn’t take much longer before he’s coming, head dropping back as he
moans in pleasure.
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Huaisang laughs at that and he moans again, his hands burying in the other's hair as he wraps his legs around his waist again making it easier to lift into each thrust.
"What do you want me to call you? I'll call you whatever you like."
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It's hard to maintain a conversation when he's trying to fuck a man, but hey, those legs definitely helped with the leverage.
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Huaisang's hands tightened as the other fucks him hard. Each thrust drawing a grunt but soon those were turning into moans. He thrust his hips up to have the other slamming all that harder into him as he becomes covered in sweat. "Fuck," he moans. "Yes."
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Huaisang moans again as the other comes. He bites at the others neck again, curling his hands into the others back, nails digging into his skin and not minding if he leaves more marks In their wake.
“Don’t stop touching me, Nida.”
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"Come for me, my pretty one."
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“Ah,” Huaisang gasps as the others stroke changes, leaking from his tip and hips pressing up. “Nida,” he moans again and fuck he likes being called that.
It doesn’t take much longer before he’s coming, head dropping back as he moans in pleasure.
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"Oh my pretty sweet darling," Nida grins, his hand coming off of the other man to lick his fingers clean.
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Huaisang breathes heavily as he watches the way the other licks his fingers. That... is hot.
“Are you sure you don’t have the stamina for a round two?”
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He rises from the bed and stretches a little.
"Bathroom? I want to get a wash cloth to clean us up."
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Huaisang rolls onto his side to watch the other once he gets up. He points in the direction of the bathroom.
“Right there,” he hums, stretching lazily.
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"This good?"