[even just the one time was enough to have him shaking, the fact that hua cheng aims to hit it at every third thrust means he's shaking and breathing much heavier now— not enough to be worrisome, but enough to show that it's taking some effort to not lose himself each time hua cheng's cock brushes against his prostate.
it makes him squirm, almost like he's trying to both move away from the motions and push himself closer, as if he's overstimulated but not quite fully. hua cheng's teasing is doing wonders at keeping him riding high on this feeling and every time hua cheng's hips come up against him, he tightens his legs, up to the point he's got his legs positioned so his heels can faintly dig into his partner's ass by angling just right.
the hand dragging across his side and over his chest – with a brief stop to pinch his nipple – has him glancing downward, half-lidded eyes watching as hua cheng's fingers skim even higher, move around the back of his shoulder and hang on, which prompts sizhui to move as well. he slides his hands further up hua cheng's shoulderblades, grazes back down with his nails, then he moves up again and hooks both hands around hua cheng's shoulders, bringing them nearly chest-to-chest. while he does that, the leash gets pulled once more and sizhui's eyes pop open in surprise, sort of like he'd forgotten about the collar around his neck but the sudden tension is a nice awakening.
this whole time sizhui's got a little smile on his face, his clear amusement to how hua cheng's pleased with himself and the pleasure he's giving his partner.]
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it makes him squirm, almost like he's trying to both move away from the motions and push himself closer, as if he's overstimulated but not quite fully. hua cheng's teasing is doing wonders at keeping him riding high on this feeling and every time hua cheng's hips come up against him, he tightens his legs, up to the point he's got his legs positioned so his heels can faintly dig into his partner's ass by angling just right.
the hand dragging across his side and over his chest – with a brief stop to pinch his nipple – has him glancing downward, half-lidded eyes watching as hua cheng's fingers skim even higher, move around the back of his shoulder and hang on, which prompts sizhui to move as well. he slides his hands further up hua cheng's shoulderblades, grazes back down with his nails, then he moves up again and hooks both hands around hua cheng's shoulders, bringing them nearly chest-to-chest. while he does that, the leash gets pulled once more and sizhui's eyes pop open in surprise, sort of like he'd forgotten about the collar around his neck but the sudden tension is a nice awakening.
this whole time sizhui's got a little smile on his face, his clear amusement to how hua cheng's pleased with himself and the pleasure he's giving his partner.]