[which is perfect because sizhui keeps the pressure on a little more each time hua cheng moves, letting up here or there so he knows to slow down, even though he's quick to press back in to keep that rhythm going. by doing this, he's helping bring himself closer and closer to that edge, only to come back down then get worked right back up again. either way, he's tending toward harder and firmer rather than gentle or anything related to that.
once they've been together for a moment or two, sizhui's gaze downturns, his eyebrows lift with consideration then his cheeks flare at the sight of just how turned on he is; if they aren't careful, he's going to lose himself much more quickly than he'd like. not that he can focus on that for long, what with hua cheng leaning in for another kiss, a groan passing between them once they've come together.
coupled with the well-timed thrusts, the pressure against his neck is yet another sensation that's driving him wild. something that isn't quite choking, but something that puts just the right amount of pressure on his neck to have little dots winking into his vision. whenever hua cheng lets up, his eyes readjust and he's locking his attention on hua cheng's face again, watching his features for any particular shifts of pleasure as he squeezes his thighs against hua cheng's hips in another show of wanting him to go faster.]
...if I'm really lucky, they don't leave it for a while. [and he hums with delight, shifting so he can pepper sweet little kisses all over hua cheng's mouth.]
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once they've been together for a moment or two, sizhui's gaze downturns, his eyebrows lift with consideration then his cheeks flare at the sight of just how turned on he is; if they aren't careful, he's going to lose himself much more quickly than he'd like. not that he can focus on that for long, what with hua cheng leaning in for another kiss, a groan passing between them once they've come together.
coupled with the well-timed thrusts, the pressure against his neck is yet another sensation that's driving him wild. something that isn't quite choking, but something that puts just the right amount of pressure on his neck to have little dots winking into his vision. whenever hua cheng lets up, his eyes readjust and he's locking his attention on hua cheng's face again, watching his features for any particular shifts of pleasure as he squeezes his thighs against hua cheng's hips in another show of wanting him to go faster.]
...if I'm really lucky, they don't leave it for a while. [and he hums with delight, shifting so he can pepper sweet little kisses all over hua cheng's mouth.]