[of course hua cheng thinks he's pretty like this. taking their first encounter into account, sizhui can understand why too, even though he'd always wondered what he looked like before; thanks to those special little butterflies, he knows and wants to convey his pleasure as best as he can while hua cheng is fingerfucking him. he upturns his attention whenever hua cheng's forehead rests against his temple, a slow smile spreading across his face, then it twists into pleasure again as hua cheng applies pressure to that particular spot and holds, making sizhui's thighs quiver harder this time.]
Haah... [it's all he can manage initially, his free hand reaching to touch the leash when hua cheng lets it go, a few fingers winding around the length before releasing once more. he swallows hard, inhales a breath through his nose and sighs it back out, then he finally says:] Tell me about them. [this way, he can imagine these things while chasing his pleasure, something he doubles up on by grinding his erection against hua cheng's arm.
where hua cheng decides to start is good, though. sizhui meets this kiss just as he's done with all the others: with enthusiasm and intensity— which is good because it's a distraction from another digit joining the ones already fucking him. he squirms and moans, nevertheless, then tightens his arm again, doing everything to pour attention into their kiss rather than let himself get too lost in the pleasure of hua cheng's fingers. regardless of how hua cheng wants him, sizhui's growing more and more eager, lips popped open and heavy pants passing them with every motion.]
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Haah... [it's all he can manage initially, his free hand reaching to touch the leash when hua cheng lets it go, a few fingers winding around the length before releasing once more. he swallows hard, inhales a breath through his nose and sighs it back out, then he finally says:] Tell me about them. [this way, he can imagine these things while chasing his pleasure, something he doubles up on by grinding his erection against hua cheng's arm.
where hua cheng decides to start is good, though. sizhui meets this kiss just as he's done with all the others: with enthusiasm and intensity— which is good because it's a distraction from another digit joining the ones already fucking him. he squirms and moans, nevertheless, then tightens his arm again, doing everything to pour attention into their kiss rather than let himself get too lost in the pleasure of hua cheng's fingers. regardless of how hua cheng wants him, sizhui's growing more and more eager, lips popped open and heavy pants passing them with every motion.]