Jin Ling hasn't been with nearly as many people as Yuan has, obviously, but he's been with a few- a couple girls and a couple boys. He knows from what they did for him what feels good, so he was going by instinct and reversing his own experience to guide him. So he's immensely pleased when he gets the positive reactions from Yuan that he's clearly enjoying what Ling's doing.
He releases Yuan's ball with a lewd 'pop' and slithers his tongue up the underside of his cock. When he reaches the head, he swirls his tongue around it a couple times before running the flat wide surface lap it in between his lips. He sucks softly at first, getting used to both the taste and the feel of a cock in his mouth, something he hadn't tried before and immediately deciding he'd been missing out on. The weight and musk was thrilling and was far more erotic an experience than he would've expected. Who knew giving could be this enjoyable?
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Lan Zhan's frown deepens when he hears Wuxian doesn't think he gave Ling what he needed.
"Why would he go to you for help before Jiang Cheng?" He asks, more to himself than to Wuxian. "He hasn't reached out in the past three years for anything. I've heard Sandu Shengshou complain about how little Jin Ling has contacted him or asked for his advice. Why would he ask you if he could trust someone? Why would he bring a prostitute here and risk all of this?"
Something wasn't adding up. "Did something happen with him and Jiang Cheng?"
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He releases Yuan's ball with a lewd 'pop' and slithers his tongue up the underside of his cock. When he reaches the head, he swirls his tongue around it a couple times before running the flat wide surface lap it in between his lips. He sucks softly at first, getting used to both the taste and the feel of a cock in his mouth, something he hadn't tried before and immediately deciding he'd been missing out on. The weight and musk was thrilling and was far more erotic an experience than he would've expected. Who knew giving could be this enjoyable?
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Lan Zhan's frown deepens when he hears Wuxian doesn't think he gave Ling what he needed.
"Why would he go to you for help before Jiang Cheng?" He asks, more to himself than to Wuxian. "He hasn't reached out in the past three years for anything. I've heard Sandu Shengshou complain about how little Jin Ling has contacted him or asked for his advice. Why would he ask you if he could trust someone? Why would he bring a prostitute here and risk all of this?"
Something wasn't adding up. "Did something happen with him and Jiang Cheng?"