[the laugh makes him grin outright this time, which hua cheng can't really see when he's face down but that's alright. maybe it's something he can sense instead? it wouldn't be difficult at all to assume because it's sizhui and even he has his moments of amusement during these intimate little moments.
anything he wants, though? while such an offer could be considered dangerous, it's not with someone like lan sizhui who hardly takes an inch when given a mile.
he gasps sharply whenever hua cheng pushes back into him again, biting the inside of his cheek to muffle the groan that follows it, his hips shifting back against hua cheng's until they're completely flush. his left arm shifts, tucking underneath his forehead, the hand grasping at the bedsheets as hua cheng slowly but surely starts moving, slower at first so the full-length motions can really be felt, then a little faster which has his own pleasure starting to peak again as well.
however, coming back around to the other thing that's got him going: the collar. sizhui raises his head just enough to speak, his voice low and still breathy,] Pull harder. [is all he says. he wants to feel what it's like to actually have harder pressure now that he's lost himself a little more and with hua cheng in control of the leash, he knows he can trust the other man without having to worry about things getting out of hand.]
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anything he wants, though? while such an offer could be considered dangerous, it's not with someone like lan sizhui who hardly takes an inch when given a mile.
he gasps sharply whenever hua cheng pushes back into him again, biting the inside of his cheek to muffle the groan that follows it, his hips shifting back against hua cheng's until they're completely flush. his left arm shifts, tucking underneath his forehead, the hand grasping at the bedsheets as hua cheng slowly but surely starts moving, slower at first so the full-length motions can really be felt, then a little faster which has his own pleasure starting to peak again as well.
however, coming back around to the other thing that's got him going: the collar. sizhui raises his head just enough to speak, his voice low and still breathy,] Pull harder. [is all he says. he wants to feel what it's like to actually have harder pressure now that he's lost himself a little more and with hua cheng in control of the leash, he knows he can trust the other man without having to worry about things getting out of hand.]