There's no mistaking the extra drool, or the way that Huaisang looks at his brother's cock, and Lan Xichen can't help but be satisfied with how this has turned out - which means for the moment, he lets Mingjue run the show entirely. He stays where he is, tentacles plugging up Huaisang's cock and hole, and keeping him tied in place for Mingjue to do what he pleases.
Mingjue selects the green ones that Lan Xichen pointed out, unmoved by Huaisang's pleas - no, that's not entirely correct. He's clearly moved by them, since the begging makes his cock twitch and, impossibly, grow even harder, but he doesn't hesitate before he fastens the clamps over his brother's nipples, the thin plugs sinking in to stop him up.
"Not until I'm ready to drink you dry," he tells him, in a very similar tone of voice as he used to tell him not until you've finished your training today. He gives both of the clamps a tweak, and then leaves one hand on one of his breasts, massaging over it, while he uses the other hand to guide the tip of his cock to his brother's lips.
"Show me how good you are with your mouth, and then you can have release."
Huaisang sobs as the clamps are applied to the swollen and sore nipples, the thin piece plugging them and making the need to have them milked all the more acute. He begs again even though when Mingjue has made up his mind, Huaisang knows there is literally no changing it. He can hear it in the way the other speaks to him and it takes a moment for the meaning of those words to hit him.
Mingjue is going to milk him but with his mouth? Huaisang whimpers, tightening around Xichen's tentacle that is pressed inside of his ass. "Da ge," he whimpers as the other teases the clamps, his painfully swollen breasts. His eyes are on his brother's face as the other's cock is finally close enough.
He eagerly wraps his lips around it, sucking it into his mouth deep at first and then pulling back to swirl his tongue over the tip, moaning as he tastes him and then starts to bob his head. He's eager to earn his release but he's fantasized about his brother's cock for so long and now he finally has it.
Lan Xichen gives a little groan as Huaisang tightens around him, eyes dark with desire.
"Oh, he likes that," he says, gaze raking over Huaisang for a moment before he looks up at Mingjue. "I can feel him clenching around me so tightly, he must want more."
Mingjue grunts as Huaisang takes his cock in so deeply, another pleased little noise when he pulls back to just taste him. Huaisang is good at this, and Mingjue can feel himself being pulled embarrassingly quickly towards the edge of release as he bobs his head. "Is that true, A-Sang?" he asks, part to regain some of his control and part because he wants to know, wants to keep up this back and forth play he and Xichen have going. "What do you want more of?"
He massages Huaisang's breast even more purposefully, rolling his clamped nipple between his fingers in a mimicry of milking him. "This? Or this?" His other hand settles around the back of Huaisang's head, holding him in place as he pushes his hips forward a little, forcing more of his cock inside - then he pulls back again, because he does want to hear what his brother will say.
Huaisang is eager and the built up years of desire are pouring out without any hesitance between aphrodisiacs and the availibilty of what he's longed for being right there. He doesn't stop bobbing his head as he looks up at his brother, listening to the both of them talking above him. And then Mingjue talking to him.
Everything he thinks but he doesn't want to pull himself away from his brother's cock. He gasps in pained pleasure as the other works his breast, the nipple clamp making his throb and the way his body is desperate to let the milk release. He sobs around Mingjue's cock even as the other holds his head, as he anticipates it a moment before it happens the other's hips moving forward and his mouth pliant in accepting more of his cock.
He tries to lean forward even as Mingjue pulls his cock away his lips already starting to get a bit swollen as he stares at his brother. He should be ashamed to be seen like this, to be so desperate and yet he can't muster that. All he has is desire and needs.
"Both, I want both, da ge." His body is trembling around Xichen and he is thankful for his support or he would surely be crumpled on the floor.
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Mingjue selects the green ones that Lan Xichen pointed out, unmoved by Huaisang's pleas - no, that's not entirely correct. He's clearly moved by them, since the begging makes his cock twitch and, impossibly, grow even harder, but he doesn't hesitate before he fastens the clamps over his brother's nipples, the thin plugs sinking in to stop him up.
"Not until I'm ready to drink you dry," he tells him, in a very similar tone of voice as he used to tell him not until you've finished your training today. He gives both of the clamps a tweak, and then leaves one hand on one of his breasts, massaging over it, while he uses the other hand to guide the tip of his cock to his brother's lips.
"Show me how good you are with your mouth, and then you can have release."
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Mingjue is going to milk him but with his mouth? Huaisang whimpers, tightening around Xichen's tentacle that is pressed inside of his ass. "Da ge," he whimpers as the other teases the clamps, his painfully swollen breasts. His eyes are on his brother's face as the other's cock is finally close enough.
He eagerly wraps his lips around it, sucking it into his mouth deep at first and then pulling back to swirl his tongue over the tip, moaning as he tastes him and then starts to bob his head. He's eager to earn his release but he's fantasized about his brother's cock for so long and now he finally has it.
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"Oh, he likes that," he says, gaze raking over Huaisang for a moment before he looks up at Mingjue. "I can feel him clenching around me so tightly, he must want more."
Mingjue grunts as Huaisang takes his cock in so deeply, another pleased little noise when he pulls back to just taste him. Huaisang is good at this, and Mingjue can feel himself being pulled embarrassingly quickly towards the edge of release as he bobs his head. "Is that true, A-Sang?" he asks, part to regain some of his control and part because he wants to know, wants to keep up this back and forth play he and Xichen have going. "What do you want more of?"
He massages Huaisang's breast even more purposefully, rolling his clamped nipple between his fingers in a mimicry of milking him. "This? Or this?" His other hand settles around the back of Huaisang's head, holding him in place as he pushes his hips forward a little, forcing more of his cock inside - then he pulls back again, because he does want to hear what his brother will say.
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Everything he thinks but he doesn't want to pull himself away from his brother's cock. He gasps in pained pleasure as the other works his breast, the nipple clamp making his throb and the way his body is desperate to let the milk release. He sobs around Mingjue's cock even as the other holds his head, as he anticipates it a moment before it happens the other's hips moving forward and his mouth pliant in accepting more of his cock.
He tries to lean forward even as Mingjue pulls his cock away his lips already starting to get a bit swollen as he stares at his brother. He should be ashamed to be seen like this, to be so desperate and yet he can't muster that. All he has is desire and needs.
"Both, I want both, da ge." His body is trembling around Xichen and he is thankful for his support or he would surely be crumpled on the floor.