His hips move, his pace becoming more erratic as his teeth sink into Wei Ying's shoulder. grip tightening on his dick as he strokes, trying to take him over that edge. His voice is rough when he manages to groan Wei Ying's name but he's past thought, past anything but the feeling of Wei Ying wrapped around him.
And when he finally does come, it's oddly quiet for him, his hips slowly as he sags forward over his lover's back, his hand still moving.
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on 2020-01-31 05:26 am (UTC)And when he finally does come, it's oddly quiet for him, his hips slowly as he sags forward over his lover's back, his hand still moving.