[ actually, hua cheng finds he likes it plenty when sizhui's heels come to press into the top of his ass, almost urging him on every time they flex or dig in. it's another point of contact that he can use for a reference as to how sizhui is feeling, how much he's enjoying this, whether he wants it harder or more gentle although by and large hua cheng does tend toward harder.
when sizhui's grip adjusts to pull them even closer together, almost chest to chest, hua cheng discovers another fun little detail: the closeness of their position means that sizhui's cock is trapped between them, caught in the friction of their bodies moving together. he can feel it against his belly, hot and flushed and leaking precum in sticky trails over his skin. this too is evidence of sizhui's enjoyment, and hua cheng makes a noise of amusement in the back of his throat as he leans down for another thorough, messy kiss.
the leash is another good thing. it seems that sizhui keeps getting used to it when it loosens, only to be surprised and aroused all over again when he's reminded of its presence around his throat. along with the rhythm of his thrusts, hua cheng tries to find a good rhythm for that too, letting the leash slacken in his grip and then stretching it taut again so that sizhui can experience the sensation of the collar all over again.
with his mouth pressed against sizhui's, hua cheng murmurs, ] Do you know how pretty you look when you're being fucked, xiao baitu? It's a wonder anyone can get out of your bed.
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when sizhui's grip adjusts to pull them even closer together, almost chest to chest, hua cheng discovers another fun little detail: the closeness of their position means that sizhui's cock is trapped between them, caught in the friction of their bodies moving together. he can feel it against his belly, hot and flushed and leaking precum in sticky trails over his skin. this too is evidence of sizhui's enjoyment, and hua cheng makes a noise of amusement in the back of his throat as he leans down for another thorough, messy kiss.
the leash is another good thing. it seems that sizhui keeps getting used to it when it loosens, only to be surprised and aroused all over again when he's reminded of its presence around his throat. along with the rhythm of his thrusts, hua cheng tries to find a good rhythm for that too, letting the leash slacken in his grip and then stretching it taut again so that sizhui can experience the sensation of the collar all over again.
with his mouth pressed against sizhui's, hua cheng murmurs, ] Do you know how pretty you look when you're being fucked, xiao baitu? It's a wonder anyone can get out of your bed.