( If Zhou Zishu thought that Wen Kexing having his mouth preoccupied would stop him, well. He makes a noise, a huff of sound at that, arching an eyebrow in indignation. Of course he's going to look. Zhou Zishu is a feast for the eyes, flushed and writhing, and Wen Kexing has been hungry for so long. He's ravenous for every single moment and will take what he can get; touch, sight, taste.
But he doesn't pull off, instead he sucks even harder on the hot head of Zhou Zishu's cock, a hand coming up to bear down against the bones of his hip and keep him still. A clever tongue laps over the slit, the other hand wrapping fingers around the base of the shaft. Another hum, this one accompanied by the flickering of Wen Kexing's eyelashes, a delicious heat uncoiling in his own stomach. He moves his head further down, swallowing more, feeling the weight of his lover's cock in his mouth as his palm strokes upwards, not too light or tight.
It's been a while since he's done this - contrary to the popular belief about his sluttier nature - and so he takes his time. No need to rush anyway, even with the sweetly muffled keening sounds Zhou Zishu is making. Eventually he finds a rhythm though, hand and mouth working in tandem to eek out his zhiji's pleasure. )
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But he doesn't pull off, instead he sucks even harder on the hot head of Zhou Zishu's cock, a hand coming up to bear down against the bones of his hip and keep him still. A clever tongue laps over the slit, the other hand wrapping fingers around the base of the shaft. Another hum, this one accompanied by the flickering of Wen Kexing's eyelashes, a delicious heat uncoiling in his own stomach. He moves his head further down, swallowing more, feeling the weight of his lover's cock in his mouth as his palm strokes upwards, not too light or tight.
It's been a while since he's done this - contrary to the popular belief about his sluttier nature - and so he takes his time. No need to rush anyway, even with the sweetly muffled keening sounds Zhou Zishu is making. Eventually he finds a rhythm though, hand and mouth working in tandem to eek out his zhiji's pleasure. )