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Lan Sizhui is a cultivator from Ancient China, where he spent most of his time hunting monsters, ghosts, spirits, et cetera and so forth. He has an extremely calm and refined exterior, his appearance is dignified, but he's usually seen with a faint smile.
He is a Good Boy and will likely try to befriend anyone, even if they're not too friendly themselves.
It may sound like the same thing a lot of people are saying, but I would like to finish the game here, however necessary, and perhaps finally get to go back home.
I'm well-versed in sword-fighting, martial arts, horseback riding, archery, playing the guqin, cooking, gardening. I could list many more things, although I think that's a pretty broad enough list of some things I enjoy doing.
Ah, well, perhaps meditating too?
I've read too many books to choose just one. I've not seen many movies, but if I had to pick one out of the few I have, I would go with Strange Magic. Besides my own, perhaps piano music? Jazz and classical are also top-tier choices. As for food choices... as long as it's edible, I'm not all that picky.
People who aren't going to judge if my shape changes? Because that's a thing that happens at the end of every month.
Oh! I suppose, ah, durable partners would be important.
Wine.
.02 CLOWNS OR MIMES
Clowns...?
.03 SHOWER OR BATH
Both, depending.
.04 PIRATES OR NINJAS
Both. Again, situation depending.
.05 TITS OR ASS
Does this really matter?
.06 COFFEE OR TEA
Tea.
.07 SPICY OR SWEET
Sweet.
.08 SUMMER OR WINTER
Winter.
.09 LEATHER OR LACE
Lace.
10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX
Yes.
Protagonist: ENFJ-A
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[ it's maybe not the most efficient pose for foreplay and preparation, but hua cheng likes it nonetheless. it allows him to kneel close to sizhui's side, one knee pressed between sizhui's own, and reach between his legs to slide a slick finger slowly inside him. indulgent, not delicate but careful in that hua cheng wants to watch the play of expressions across sizhui's face and knows that from this distance he has an excellent view.
glad that sizhui is being honest, hua cheng nods slightly and then says, ] I understand.
[ he's not trying to choke sizhui out, after all—he'll tug a little, but he'll be mostly gentle.
another benefit of their position is that it also allows hua cheng to use the leash to tug sizhui gently in for another kiss as first one finger, then two begin to slowly work inside him. the rhythm is steady, hua cheng's fingers sliding deep into his body and then pulling out, spreading as they go to stretch his rim; he curls them forward on occasion to rub over sizhui's prostate, and sometimes he ignores it entirely as a wicked tease. he wants sizhui hard and wanting, but isn't intending to make him come—at least not like this, on his fingers only. ]
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there comes a nod from him too, signaling that he's heard while still letting himself focus on what hua cheng's doing between his legs.
maybe sizhui will want to try something a little rougher one day, but today is not that day; the collar around his neck is already a step in a direction he's never been before and he doesn't want to overwhelm himself – or hua cheng – by asking for too much at once.
however, when hua cheng tugs the leash and uses the leverage to bring him in for another kiss, he can't help shivering outright, his hand sliding higher until he's got his arm wrapped around hua cheng's shoulders, eyes sinking shut whenever another finger joins the first one that hua cheng is already fucking him with. those moments where he brushes his prostate, sizhui can't help groaning and clutching tighter while doing his absolute best to follow the rhythm that he's got going. the other moments where he ignores it, sizhui whines pitifully, shifts his legs a particular way, and attempts to chase the sensation by rolling his hips against those fingers.
perhaps hua cheng isn't trying to make him come, this doesn't mean he won't do his best to get himself off.]
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Beautiful, [ hua cheng murmurs, completely sincere. for the time being he lets go of the leash, letting it hang between them so he can wrap an arm around sizhui's waist instead, looking down between their bodies to see both his own hand working between sizhui's thighs and the evidence of sizhui's arousal in the form of his hard cock resting against hua cheng's arm. ] Ah, xiao baitu, the things I would like to do to you.
[ but they can start with this: hua cheng pulls sizhui in for another kiss, needy and hot, and slides a third finger into his body to start fucking him with them in earnest. he'd thought, earlier, that he might like sizhui on his knees for this, getting fucked from behind, but the more hua cheng touches him the more he thinks he'd like to be able to see sizhui's face when he comes. maybe with sizhui on his back, then, at least for a little while. ]
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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.]
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Where to start? [ hua cheng meets the insistent rocking of sizhui's hips with more purposeful strokes of his fingers, plunging them deep and then curling them lightly forward as he draws them out again. he wants sizhui loose and ready, and wants him to feel as good as possible in the process of getting him there. ] I want to kiss and lick and bite every inch of you until you squirm from how sensitive you are... I want to fuck you on your hands and knees with the leash around your neck, I want you bouncing in my lap and making those pretty noises of yours. I want you to ride me so I can see how good you look with my cock inside you. I would like to tease you with qi and refuse to let you come until you beg for it.
[ by now, sizhui's mouth is hanging open, wet and wanting, and hua cheng presses an open-mouthed kiss there, tongues sliding together and tangling in a way that's unmistakably erotic. clearly, the description of what hua cheng would do to sizhui is doing it for him, too. by now, sizhui seems sufficiently prepared, and so hua cheng finally withdraws his fingers and brings them, still slick, up to sizhui's hip to coax him onto his back again.
hua cheng's other hand resumes its grip on the tail of the leash, although he's careful not to pull on it too hard. if he holds it just right, then uses that hand to brace against the mattress, hua cheng thinks it will pull at sizhui's collar just right to remind him of its presence without restricting his breathing. ]
But right now, I want to fuck you and see your face while I do.
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at the beginning, is what he contemplates saying, except hua cheng starts talking and he's immediately letting his imagination go to work; he thinks about hua cheng's mouth all over his body, he ponders what it would be like to be fucked on his hands and knees with hua cheng holding the leash, and when he turns over the idea of riding hua cheng again, he can't help biting the inside of his cheek to muffle a groan as those fingers curl just right and have spots winking into his vision. trying everything tonight would be quite ambitious, but if hua cheng is up for it, sizhui's got the stamina to go multiple rounds, so they could probably do it—
there comes another kiss, their tongues mingling, a clear sign that telling him everything really was a good way to get them both going despite how far they've already gone by this point. he outstretches his free hand, trails a few fingers across hua cheng's abdomen, moving toward his groin before the fingers withdrawing from his body has him hesitating. with some reluctance, he loosens the arm he has around the man's shoulders and lowers it, using that hand to brace himself as he twists around until he's sitting properly, then he begins letting himself be guided to lay down.
in this new position, he can relax a little more, his head resting back which gives just enough tautness to the leash that the collar presses snugly against his neck, immediately reminding him of the leather strap that's currently encircling his neck. he exhales a slow, measured breath, trying to keep it controlled, although it still comes out as a soft, audible huff.]
I'm happy to oblige because that means I get to look at you, too.
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so hua cheng obliges. he nudges sizhui's hips up a little and guides his cock to that stretched, welcoming hole, then slips in slowly, little by little. he wants to make sure sizhui gets to feel all of him, every inch, until his hips press to sizhui's ass and hua cheng leans forward over him. his back curves, his elbow presses into the pillows, covering sizhui's smaller form with hua cheng's larger shape until he's close enough that he can lean down for another kiss.
their tongues slide together, and hua cheng pulls out just slightly so he can thrust back in. although the strokes are short, they're deep and intense, and hua cheng picks up a steady rhythm almost immediately, driving into sizhui purposefully and with passion. from this distance it feels like he can see every little jolt of pleasure that comes across sizhui's face, and hua cheng hungrily memorizes them all. ]
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oh and he feels every single inch, filling him up and making his breath hitch initially, but he holds it the last few moments until hua cheng's hips are flush against his backside. only then does he exhale, eyelashes fluttering, even if he does his best to focus his attention on hua cheng as the man leans over him, effectively covering him with his body. this prompts sizhui to wrap his arms around hua cheng's back, both of his legs shifting so he can drape them over his hips instead of having them rest there doing nothing. at least this way, he can hold on and tighten his legs whenever he wants hua cheng to slow down or something, and this way there are no limbs in the way when they come together for another kiss.
he moans into hua cheng's mouth once he starts moving, eyes squeezing shut at first the faster his partner goes, although he desperately tries to reopen them to watch hua cheng in kind. his thighs tense with each movement, half-lidded eyes flickering, his chest rising and falling with effort from his quickened breathing, yet he continues holding the kiss for as long as he can manage before he withdraws to let out a particularly sharp gasp as hua cheng thrusts into him just right.]
Ah, Hua Cheng!
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Just there, hm?
[ very well. to the extent he can, then, hua cheng aims for that spot—not dead-on every single time, of course, because hua cheng is nothing if not a terrible tease, but he tries to rub over sizhui's prostate on at least every third thrust to keep him tense and riding the knife's edge of pleasure versus too much stimulation.
meanwhile, hua cheng draws his palm lightly up sizhui's side, over his chest (with a pinch to his nipple) and then around the back of his shoulder so hua cheng is clinging just as tightly to sizhui as sizhui is to him. his other hand, still extended, applies just a little more pressure to the leash so that it tugs at the collar around sizhui's thoat—still not cutting off his air, but putting some tension against the side of his neck in a reminder that the toy is still there. ]
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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.]
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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.
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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.]
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Then I suppose I'd better not leave until you kick me out.
[ hua cheng's other hand, the one not holding the leash, slips up sizhui's side and then along the soft, sensitive skin of his inner bicep, tracing the muscle there all the way to his elbow and then along his forearm until hua cheng can lace their fingers together. he presses their joined hands back onto the mattress near sizhui's head, using the grip as both leverage and another point of contact between them as he begins to thrust a little harder. —or not harder, but in longer strokes, a little faster, as if he can tell that sizhui is purposely edging himself a bit and is happy to help him in that endeavor.
although hua cheng says a lot of things just to say them, what he'd said before was the truth entirely: sizhui is very pretty like this, caught up in the throes of intense pleasure. and for his part, hua cheng is making no effort to conceal any of the expression of pleasure or appreciation that cross his face, although he's naturally less cognizant of his own looks than he is of sizhui's beneath him. ]
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Mmm, I don't think I'll be kicking you out of your own bed, so. [sizhui has to smile faintly at the mere idea; kicking someone out of their own room? absolutely laughable, really.
sizhui is already wriggling slightly whenever hua cheng's hand moves up his side, once it reaches his bicep and moves down to his elbow, he's fighting to actively not tremble while their fingers entwine. his gaze follows the whole way, right up until hua cheng pins the hand near his head, which has him redirecting again, wide eyes staring for a long moment— or at least until hua cheng picks up the pace a bit and has them sinking shut. was he that obvious? ah well, this simply means hua cheng knows what he's doing and that in turn has sizhui trying a little harder to keep himself from peaking too quickly.
while he knows what he looks like now and can (sort of) appreciate it, he's appreciating watching hua cheng's expression again, admiring how he looks during their intimate moment. it prompts him to let his head loll somewhat, his free hand reaching to hua cheng's face, the pad of his thumb tracing across his cheek first then he uses his index finger to trace along the bridge of his partner's nose as he says:] Stunning.
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Ah, I suppose we are in my room, [ he observes. ] In that case, I'd like to keep you here as long as you'll stay.
[ all evening? all night? even all morning so they can have lazy morning sex before sizhui departs? hua cheng doesn't mind any of it. he'll enjoy sizhui's presence for as long as it graces him, although he's not the type to force anyone to stay somewhere they'd rather not linger.
by now, the sex has become deep and hot and indulgent, less about the urgency of chasing orgasm and more about flames slowly being stoked between them, a steady climb towards pleasure. hua cheng's cock moves inside sizhui in steady, intentional strokes, ensuring that the head of it rubs over sizhui's prostate on every opportunity; his skin is flushed all over and glistening with sweat, and wherever he and sizhui touch it feels like hua cheng might be melting. he's in the midst of appreciating the answering flush in sizhui's face when he lifts his free hand to touch hua cheng's face as well.
a brief expression of confusion crosses hua cheng's face, before it's followed by a smile. ]
There's no need for such flattery, [ hua cheng murmurs, his voice warm and rich with amusement and affection. ] It's enough for me that you don't find my appearance terrifying. If you're not careful, you'll inflate my ego.
[ that's a little bit of a joke—mostly because hua cheng is already egotistical. ]
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I'll stay for as long as you'll have me. [yes, that means well into tomorrow morning so they can have sex again. he wouldn't mind that at all, considering, and if hua cheng will have him, he's definitely going to stay for that long.
with how they're going now, sizhui's doing his best to focus on holding the conversation, but whenever hua cheng's dick hits that particular spot, he can't help a pleasured gasp and hiss here or there. at least he's still able to watch as hua cheng works over him, all handsome and flushed, his legs squeezing faintly and the muscles in his lower-half tensing so he can urge hua cheng to continue what he's doing.
at the confused look, his own brow briefly knits with consternation, although it softens when hua cheng explains and he answers,] I wouldn't hand out baseless flattery. [“i'm not allowed to.” that's what he wants to add on but he doesn't want to have to launch into an explanation about it right now, not while they're enjoying each other's company like so.
however, it's sizhui's turn to look a little confused.] Who would find you terrifying? [like it's an obvious thing; hua cheng is good-looking, water is wet, grass is green, et cetera and so forth.] And besides, what's wrong with me inflating your ego a little? [he smiles again, looking far too smug for his own good.] It's only fair that you know the truth.
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Such a sweet little rabbit, [ hua cheng says, because whether or not sizhui is right, he is certainly kind. ] I suppose I can't decline a compliment from someone as lovely as you.
[ shifting slightly, hua cheng drapes himself atop sizhui, pressing their bodies closely together. he draws one knee up under sizhui's thigh, spreading him open a little wider, and adjusts the depth of his strokes so that he's pressing all the way inside on each thrust, his cockhead rubbing insistently over the swollen, tender shape of sizhui's prostate. hua cheng doesn't know how to thank him for his obvious regard, but he does know how to make sizhui feel good, and for the moment that's going to have to do—at least until they're finished and can curl up together and talk in more detail.
right now, though, hua cheng's mind is full of nothing but the pleasure of sizhui under him. how gorgeous he is, his cheeks flushed and throat circled by the leather of the collar. how his hand clutches at hua cheng's where their fingers are laced together and pressed to the mattress. how his breath hitches when something feels good, and how he gets just a little louder the closer he gets to coming. ]
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he somehow manages to look sheepish following that remark, his head tilting slightly so he can return the kisses, then he leans back again to meet hua cheng's gaze when he says,] Good. [and he leaves it at that, hoping it doesn't sound too self-satisfied.
once hua cheng's settled again, he shifts his arms, rests them across his shoulderblades and reaches with both hands to grip onto his shoulders, effectively holding him in place after he's pressed them closer. his eyebrows lift faintly whenever hua cheng's knee moves under his thigh like that, but he realizes pretty quickly what the slight shift in position does and can't help groaning a little louder this time. thank goodness, they don't have to worry about being heard or else sizhui would have something to really be embarrassed about.
sizhui's letting himself get wrapped back up in the pleasure, focusing on it rather than making sure hua cheng accepts his compliment, which means remembering the collar around his neck once more and gods, he's right there and could come at any second— but he doesn't want to. not yet, not when he's reminded of one of the positions hua cheng had mentioned before.] Would you–ah–still be interested in fucking me on my hands and knees?
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[ so, suffice to say that's a yes. hua cheng can read between the lines of the request, though, and so after a moment his thrusts slow, until he pushes into sizhui one last time and then stills completely, spending a moment just to relish the heat and tightness of his body and the incredible physicality of sizhui's chest moving and his skin slick with sweat. he truly is gorgeous, hua cheng thinks as he pulls out—then pauses, glancing down between their bodies as his cock slips free of sizhui so he can get a good look at how pretty and pink and wet his hole is, clenching around nothing.
barely resisting the temptation to reach down and rub his thumb around sizhui's rim, hua cheng instead sits back to make a little room for sizhui to roll over onto his belly and push up onto his hands and knees instead. his grip on the leash is loosened to make the movement easier, but as soon as sizhui is repositioned, hua cheng gently tugs at the collar again as if to remind sizhui of its presence. ]
Tell me when you want it, [ he says, his other hand dropping to hold the base of his cock so he can rub the slick head of it against sizhui's waiting entrance. still, hua cheng withholds it for now, wanting to hear sizhui ask for it before he fucks him again. ]
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this way, he can hold himself steady while hua cheng thrusts into him a final time, breath catching momentarily, though he's quick to exhale once hua cheng's still. his head tilts back, eyes sinking shut, the motion of his own hips slowing until he's also stopped and they're both just lying there, feeling one another. as much as he wants to reach up and touch hua cheng's face again, he resists this time, sighing softly once he starts to pull out then letting out an actual huff after he's left empty; right now would be the perfect time for him to start begging but that isn't even currently a thought in his mind, not while he's trying to focus on what eventually leads up to their switch in position.
with hua cheng giving him the room to do so, sizhui unlocks his legs and carefully shifts, rolling over onto his stomach before lifting up onto his hands and knees, his eyes on the slackened leash the entire time he's moving so that as soon as it's grabbed again, he feels the tug and trembles outright. why try and hide how it feels when it's already clear that he's enjoying it?
“tell me when you want it.” how dare hua cheng somehow make him blush even harder than he already is! he exhales a shaky breath, licks his lips then shifts his hips to grind his ass back on hua cheng's cock, a little smirk playing across his face when he answers,] I want it. [there comes a beat and following a quiet moan, he tacks on:] Please?
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applying just a little bit of pressure, hua cheng lets the head of his cock slip back into sizhui's body, then pulls it out again—teasing utterly without shame, because he knows that sizhui wants more. then another teasing rub around his rim, although it's torturous for hua cheng too, who wants to pin sizhui to the mattress and fuck his brains out. ]
Are you sure? [ he asks, like the bastard he is. ] You don't sound like you want it...
[ it's a transparent attempt to see if sizhui will beg, beyond that pretty little "please" he'd tacked on to the end of his request—but if sizhui is as close to climax as hua cheng thinks he might be, and if he's enjoying the little tugs at the collar enough, hua cheng thinks he might do it. if he does, of course he'll get exactly what he wants. ]
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in this case, it's the way hua cheng barely eases back into him, a tease if sizhui ever felt one, and then he withdraws again, leaving him wanting more. it takes all of his willpower to not whine like a pitiful little thing, but he manages to hold it back (for now) and exhales a slow, measured breath while trying to figure out how he should respond. there are many ways he could answer this, yet he knows exactly what hua cheng wants and he's more than willing to give it to him, especially if it means getting back to business proper-like.]
Hua Cheng . . . [he lets it trail off, breathy and needy-sounding already, his body shifting so he can prop himself onto his elbows instead. his head turns so he can cast a glance back over his shoulder, the pretty curve in his back deepening as he wiggles again, trying to urge hua cheng to keep going.
and if that doesn't work, maybe this will—] Please, Hua Cheng, [he pleads oh-so-softly, redirecting his attention forward once more before he drops his head forward to rest his forehead against the bed between his arms.] I want you to fuck me.
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Eighteen hells, [ hua cheng breathes out with a low laugh. ] Anything you want, xiao baitu—
[ and now it's hua cheng who knows just what sizhui wants. he presses his cock back into sizhui's body in one slow, inexorable slide, leaning forward until his full length is buried inside sizhui, the heat of him, the clutch of muscle sweet and demanding. with one hand against the small of sizhui's back and the other still holding the leash, hua cheng starts to move, slow at first to really let both of them feel it, then faster little by little, picking up the pace and feeling pleasure begin to climb up his spine.
it won't take long like this, hua cheng thinks. sizhui feels and looks and sounds too good, responds too beautifully to pleasure for hua cheng to be able to hold out. but at the very least, he should be able to coax sizhui to orgasm before he himself succumbs to it, to make a very pretty mess of both of them before they're through. ]
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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.]
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gods above and devils below, but he looks good like this. even from the back, where hua cheng can't see all the expressions that cross sizhui's face, he can still read pleasure in every line of his body, the arch of his back and the quiver of his thighs. it feeds hua cheng's pleasure in turn, leaving him panting as he fucks sizhui in deep, quick strokes. ]
Ah, hells, [ hua cheng mutters after a moment, and gives in to temptation: keeping one hand taut on the leash, hua cheng loops his other hand under sizhui's body to pull him upward, until he's sitting spread across hua cheng's lap with his back pressed to hua cheng's chest. it gives hua cheng the leverage to fuck sizhui deeper, letting gravity work for him, and also allows him to brace his knees more fully to fuck sizhui deep and hard, determined entirely to get him off before hua cheng gives in to the orgasm threatening to overtake him. ]
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