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🔞//disciple A-Ning, shizun Taxian-jun//somnophilia//non-con Taxian-jun was on one of his nighttime strolls when he found himself wandering down the hallway on which A-Ning's room was located. All was quiet, aside from small and soft noises that drifted from his room. +
Taxian-jun halted and frowned. Where those...whimpers? He slowly made his way to the door and listened in. And indeed, A-Ning was clearly making pathetic little noises.
Carefully, as to not disturb his disciple, Taxian-jun opened the door and walked inside. He was met with quite the sight. A-Ning was on his stomach, desperately rubbing his cunt against the sheets.
Amused, Taxian-jun observed the pitiful display. "Shi-Shizuun. Shizun...need Shizun..." Something inside of Taxian-jun snapped. He freed his already half-hard cock and moved to where A-Ning was lying.
Gently, he turned his disciple onto his back, moving a hand in between the already wet folds to replace the sheets, and began caressing and dipping his fingers in. A-Ning let out a loud pleased sigh.
He continued his ministrations, while pumping his cock to full hardness to finally enter that pussy with a throbbing clit that was practically begging for him. And who was he to deny his disciple this?
He entered deeply with one strong thrust. A-Ning moaned loudly. /I should do this more often if I get to hear his pretty sounds unrestrained like that/
Taxian-jun quickly picks up the pace, A-Ning moaning and gasping in pleasure underneath him. "Shizun...Please..." He wailed, his pussy clenching around Taxian-jun. Taxian-jun was now pounding into him with wild abandon.
When A-Ning's whimpering reached it's peak, Taxian-jun reached down and rubbed the enlarged, pulsing clit. A-Ning keened and arched his back off the mattress as he came with a loud wail, slick gushing out, wetting the mattress beneath.
Taxian-jun thrust in ever deeper, coming in the deepest part he could reach, before he pulled out again. He sloppily cleaned them up, then lowered his head close to A-Ning's face and whispered, "I hope you had some sweet dreams, kitten." And with that, he left again.
//the end//