[He's overwhelmed with sensations: the blessed fullness, the blinding pleasure of his lover falling in deep, the hot mouth all over him. He clings unabashedly to the point of scraping his nails over skin and scales, only for something incredible to happen. Dan Heng slips that much deeper and hits the right spot, an easy feat in this position, and Blade can't keep his mouth closed at all. His eyes squeeze shut and he cries out, clenching breathlessly tight around his lover.]
Fuck! Right there—
[He's tight and he stays like that, as if he doesn't want Dan Heng to leave. Tears of exertion flee the corners of his eyes but he's not concerned with them. He begs with throaty moans, rough and real until the edge comes for him.
And then he screams something primal. He comes harder than before, paired with unavoidable shudders of bliss. As he's coming down, his mouth pleads nonsense. Call it the pomsky instinct.]
Gēge, gēge, make me yours, I-I'm yours...
[So much for the stoic man in their memories. Dan Heng has completely unwound him, and bound him around his fingertips.]
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Fuck! Right there—
[He's tight and he stays like that, as if he doesn't want Dan Heng to leave. Tears of exertion flee the corners of his eyes but he's not concerned with them. He begs with throaty moans, rough and real until the edge comes for him.
And then he screams something primal. He comes harder than before, paired with unavoidable shudders of bliss. As he's coming down, his mouth pleads nonsense. Call it the pomsky instinct.]
Gēge, gēge, make me yours, I-I'm yours...
[So much for the stoic man in their memories. Dan Heng has completely unwound him, and bound him around his fingertips.]