The way Wei Ying clenches around him when he comes should be enough to slow him but it doesn't. his hips still moving, still driving into his husband's body until he follows him, as his teeth all but break the skin on his shoulder.
When he's coherent, he's cleaning Wei Ying first, wiping him off with a napkin before pulling out to clean himself and fix his husband's clothing as well as his own after he'd reinserted the toy, his fingers pressing it in firmly.
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on 2020-02-19 04:03 am (UTC)When he's coherent, he's cleaning Wei Ying first, wiping him off with a napkin before pulling out to clean himself and fix his husband's clothing as well as his own after he'd reinserted the toy, his fingers pressing it in firmly.
"Home. Now."