[Fucking hell, but that's hot. That's more than enough to earn a moan, entirely involuntary, as heavy heat fills him again and again and his mouth is forced open wide. Wet little noises leave him, obscene and half-heard under the shower, as his hand works faster and he tries like hell to memorize this moment.
It doesn't last too long, of course, but that's all right, because what happens next is absolutely worth it. And shit, he might have disappointed Ling with his lack of a sex dungeon home, but at least he can wow him right now. Absolutely no gag reflex (because he has, frankly, sucked a lot of dick over the past few years), an incredible instinct to swallow (way more vital than it sounds; he wonders if Ling realizes how amazing it is he hadn't just gagged and spat it out, thanks for that warning babe), and on top of it all, the foresight to grab onto his boyfriend's hips and keep him upright as he wobbles around.
Mmm. He'd be proud in any circumstance, of course, because it's always good to get people to finish, but he's glowing with it right now. Ling looks dazed in the best possible way, all hazy eyes and dopey smile, and fuck if it isn't hot . . . he wants desperately to kiss him, to carry him to the bed and kiss him until he's begging for air, but he limits himself to a stray kiss on his hip instead.]
Easy, easy--
[Muttered with a hint of a laugh, as teeth flash and he nips at the bare skin before him, unable to keep his mouth off Ling for more than a few seconds.]
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It doesn't last too long, of course, but that's all right, because what happens next is absolutely worth it. And shit, he might have disappointed Ling with his lack of a sex dungeon home, but at least he can wow him right now. Absolutely no gag reflex (because he has, frankly, sucked a lot of dick over the past few years), an incredible instinct to swallow (way more vital than it sounds; he wonders if Ling realizes how amazing it is he hadn't just gagged and spat it out, thanks for that warning babe), and on top of it all, the foresight to grab onto his boyfriend's hips and keep him upright as he wobbles around.
Mmm. He'd be proud in any circumstance, of course, because it's always good to get people to finish, but he's glowing with it right now. Ling looks dazed in the best possible way, all hazy eyes and dopey smile, and fuck if it isn't hot . . . he wants desperately to kiss him, to carry him to the bed and kiss him until he's begging for air, but he limits himself to a stray kiss on his hip instead.]
Easy, easy--
[Muttered with a hint of a laugh, as teeth flash and he nips at the bare skin before him, unable to keep his mouth off Ling for more than a few seconds.]
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