Chu Wanning rolls his hips firmly, a sensuous movement that has Mo...

Mo Ran hasn't cum yet; he's still holding off as he works towards Chu Wanning’s third orgasm.
His focus is still on Chu Wanning; his attention is always strictly on him.
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.
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.
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 has him whimpering, nearly sobbing because /yes/.
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.
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.