At the encouragement, Wanyin eases his restraint. He bucks as lightly as he can, moaning as the pleasure rolls over him in waves matching each pump of his hips. He doesn't move quickly or roughly just yet, each time going a bit deeper than the last, until he is cursing and fully sunk into the beautiful man's body.
Leaning down, he kisses Huaisang deeply, teasing his tongue with his own. The next rocking of his hips is much, much harder than he has been doing. He's ready to take whether the other man is ready to give or not. His hands return to the other sect leader's thighs, holding them wide as he thrusts mercilessly into his ass. He cries out, eyes half hooded with lust, as he watches his lover greedy for every reaction, every praise.
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2021-08-22 14:09 (UTC)Leaning down, he kisses Huaisang deeply, teasing his tongue with his own. The next rocking of his hips is much, much harder than he has been doing. He's ready to take whether the other man is ready to give or not. His hands return to the other sect leader's thighs, holding them wide as he thrusts mercilessly into his ass. He cries out, eyes half hooded with lust, as he watches his lover greedy for every reaction, every praise.