"That feels good, Lan Zhan. Keep working them, just like that," Wei Ying breathes. "Don't forget to slick yourself up before you put in, too. You're so big. I need you to be gentle with me going in."
He's getting the impression that his predecessor's body, might be accustomed to this sort of activity. His opening's relaxing easily enough under these ministrations, about as quickly as his own body had. It's fine if Lan Zhan's a little rough going in; after all, he likes it when his lover gets aggressive. It makes him feel desired and powerful, to hold such dominion over this man that he loses control around him.
But underneath it all are tender feeling, the gaze Wei Ying turns on Lan Zhan is loving, softer than might be expected from his words and the shameless way he's caressing his own body over the shirt he's wearing. Wei Ying's hands slide down his thighs before he finally just grips his dick and starts stroking himself in a show for Lan Zhan's eyes.
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He's getting the impression that his predecessor's body, might be accustomed to this sort of activity. His opening's relaxing easily enough under these ministrations, about as quickly as his own body had. It's fine if Lan Zhan's a little rough going in; after all, he likes it when his lover gets aggressive. It makes him feel desired and powerful, to hold such dominion over this man that he loses control around him.
But underneath it all are tender feeling, the gaze Wei Ying turns on Lan Zhan is loving, softer than might be expected from his words and the shameless way he's caressing his own body over the shirt he's wearing. Wei Ying's hands slide down his thighs before he finally just grips his dick and starts stroking himself in a show for Lan Zhan's eyes.