[sizhui hums with affirmation, clearly pleased that he'd done right, then he raises a hand to grip hua cheng's shoulder, holding on tight as the other male reaches between his legs to slide a digit inside of him. his eyelashes do flutter, but other than that, there isn't much change in his expression yet; he does lower his gaze from hua cheng's face to the knee between his legs, though that isn't enough to actually hide his expression from hua cheng since he doesn't quite fully downturn, just averts his eyes.
there comes a nod from him too, signaling that he's heard while still letting himself focus on what hua cheng's doing between his legs.
maybe sizhui will want to try something a little rougher one day, but today is not that day; the collar around his neck is already a step in a direction he's never been before and he doesn't want to overwhelm himself – or hua cheng – by asking for too much at once.
however, when hua cheng tugs the leash and uses the leverage to bring him in for another kiss, he can't help shivering outright, his hand sliding higher until he's got his arm wrapped around hua cheng's shoulders, eyes sinking shut whenever another finger joins the first one that hua cheng is already fucking him with. those moments where he brushes his prostate, sizhui can't help groaning and clutching tighter while doing his absolute best to follow the rhythm that he's got going. the other moments where he ignores it, sizhui whines pitifully, shifts his legs a particular way, and attempts to chase the sensation by rolling his hips against those fingers.
perhaps hua cheng isn't trying to make him come, this doesn't mean he won't do his best to get himself off.]
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there comes a nod from him too, signaling that he's heard while still letting himself focus on what hua cheng's doing between his legs.
maybe sizhui will want to try something a little rougher one day, but today is not that day; the collar around his neck is already a step in a direction he's never been before and he doesn't want to overwhelm himself – or hua cheng – by asking for too much at once.
however, when hua cheng tugs the leash and uses the leverage to bring him in for another kiss, he can't help shivering outright, his hand sliding higher until he's got his arm wrapped around hua cheng's shoulders, eyes sinking shut whenever another finger joins the first one that hua cheng is already fucking him with. those moments where he brushes his prostate, sizhui can't help groaning and clutching tighter while doing his absolute best to follow the rhythm that he's got going. the other moments where he ignores it, sizhui whines pitifully, shifts his legs a particular way, and attempts to chase the sensation by rolling his hips against those fingers.
perhaps hua cheng isn't trying to make him come, this doesn't mean he won't do his best to get himself off.]