His laugh was low, throaty, and utterly delighted as he moves to kiss Wen Ning again, letting his teeth drag on his lip before pulling it in. The thought of devouring him again is too tempting to ignore even though he decides that maybe he should just draw it out and listen to the man beg. He enjoys begging.
Something warm and decadent squirmed in his belly when Wen Ning said that. Smiling, he pulled the other's hair away from his face. "I like your mouth on me. Your hands on me. You pressed up close against me. I want you to find out the things you can do to please me."
He was also more than happy to lay back and have his husband explore his body. Wanyin was eager to see the confidence grow in this one and it was hard to see what weight more in him. To have Wen Ning beg or have Wanyin beg because of Wen Ning.
Wen Ning flushes, feeling overwhelmed for a moment by the other's answer. It's not very specific but at least there is some idea of where to start, he thinks. Hopefully, Wanyin could guide him if he wasn't doing good enough...
"I'll do my best," Wen Ning says sincerely, swallowing heavily as he leans to start with a kiss, his hands smoothing over Wanyin's chest slowly.
Wanyin hums low, enjoying the initial kiss and arches into the touch. It felt decadent to have someone pay attention to him like this. He enjoys it and tells Wen Ning with soft sighs and gentle caresses on him.
His movements are shy and uncertain as he touches his husband. He tries to read what the other likes, but he's not totally sure how. He kisses him a little more insistently.
He inhales deeply on the kiss, melting a little more into the bed as he reaches up to run his fingers along Wen Ning's skin. It's hard being a sect leader and ...over attentive to the needs of his people and feel like he could relax and let someone else take care of him for a bit. His hand eventually moves Wen Ning's hand to his cock as he offers one tiny whimper.
Wen Ning nods silently, cheeks pink as he glances down to where Wanyin has
moved his hand. The length is hard and it’s beautiful in its way and it’s
already made Wen Ning feel amazing in ways he couldn’t have imagined.
His touch is light and gentle as slender fingers wrap around the others
cock. It’s more awkward to do this on another person but he is eager to
please and so he strokes Wanyin, exhaling shakily as he does. Just the
feeling of the other in his hand stirs something in his own cock.
He feels the exhalation more than hears it and smiles. Wanyin makes certain his own hands are not idle as he keeps a quietly running litany about how Wen Ning's hand makes him feel. Beyond the hardness and lustfulness; he feels cared for. He enjoys feeling how careful Wen Ning is being and how that makes him harder. How he likes the pumping motion, almost as if he were moving inside his husband again-only it should be tighter, he adds with a smirk.
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"Tell me what to do for you."
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He was also more than happy to lay back and have his husband explore his body. Wanyin was eager to see the confidence grow in this one and it was hard to see what weight more in him. To have Wen Ning beg or have Wanyin beg because of Wen Ning.
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"I'll do my best," Wen Ning says sincerely, swallowing heavily as he leans to start with a kiss, his hands smoothing over Wanyin's chest slowly.
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"A-Ning~ Would you touch me here?"
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Wen Ning nods silently, cheeks pink as he glances down to where Wanyin has moved his hand. The length is hard and it’s beautiful in its way and it’s already made Wen Ning feel amazing in ways he couldn’t have imagined.
His touch is light and gentle as slender fingers wrap around the others cock. It’s more awkward to do this on another person but he is eager to please and so he strokes Wanyin, exhaling shakily as he does. Just the feeling of the other in his hand stirs something in his own cock.
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