Chu Wanning rolls his hips firmly, a sensuous movement that has Mo Ran gripping at the sheets. He's already cum twice, his pussy raw and sensitive but still feeling so good.
Mo Ran hasn't cum yet; he's still holding off as he works towards Chu Wanning’s third orgasm.
But he's losing it—he's faltering, his thrusts growing mismatched and erratic. They've lost their usual smoothness, lost their rhythm and now it's all pointless as Mo Ran starts to grow mindless.
His focus is still on Chu Wanning; his attention is always strictly on him.
His focus is still on Chu Wanning; his attention is always strictly on him.
But Chu Wanning sees that faraway look in his eyes—the gaze that leads to Mo Ran arching up before he's pumping Chu Wanning full.
And that's what Chu Wanning wants, his pussy clenching at the thought and memory of it.
So the rolling of his hips turn into bounces.
And that's what Chu Wanning wants, his pussy clenching at the thought and memory of it.
So the rolling of his hips turn into bounces.
Heavy, determined and fast enough to have Mo Ran’s eyes roll back and his already-open mouth open further.
Chu Wanning watches how he spirals. He watches how Mo Ran’s hands nearly tear into the sheets and how his hips jerk against the bounce of Chu Wanning’s ass.
Chu Wanning watches how he spirals. He watches how Mo Ran’s hands nearly tear into the sheets and how his hips jerk against the bounce of Chu Wanning’s ass.
"Ba-baobei—" Mo Ran rasps but is overtaken as Chu Wanning leans down to kiss him hard, sucking at his tongue as he rides Mo Ran even harder than he was before.
It isn't long until Mo Ran’s hands clamp down on Chu Wanning’s hips, holding him still as he cums with a gasp.
It isn't long until Mo Ran’s hands clamp down on Chu Wanning’s hips, holding him still as he cums with a gasp.
He cums with a jolt, barely able to breathe from how intense it is. He cums so deep and so much that Chu Wanning is taken next, trembling at wet heat filling and filling him until there's barely any space left.
It has him whimpering, nearly sobbing because /yes/.
It has him whimpering, nearly sobbing because /yes/.
/This/ is what he wanted, this is what he has been craving and now he's having it.
They tremble together, close and breathing each other in as they try to catch their breathes.
Then Mo Ran swears roughly, closing his eyes with a shudder.
They tremble together, close and breathing each other in as they try to catch their breathes.
Then Mo Ran swears roughly, closing his eyes with a shudder.
"Fuck, baby," he murmurs before smiling. "Feel free to take control anytime you want because /damn/."
Chu Wanning’s still too high off of being fucked to properly process that. But when it rings in his mind later on, he hides beneath the blankets, incredibly shy.
Chu Wanning’s still too high off of being fucked to properly process that. But when it rings in his mind later on, he hides beneath the blankets, incredibly shy.
Mo Ran comforts him through the multiple levels, still not having come down from his high of having his usually shy and darling boyfriend ride him into oblivion.
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