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Wei Ying’s thighs trembled as he tried to breathe.
Lan Zhan’s hands lightly brushed against his stomach. Wei Ying tried to move but Lan Zhan grabbed his hips, pinning him still in his lap.
“Lan Zhan, please!” He shuttered, legs closing and
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Wei Ying’s thighs trembled as he tried to breathe.
Lan Zhan’s hands lightly brushed against his stomach. Wei Ying tried to move but Lan Zhan grabbed his hips, pinning him still in his lap.
“Lan Zhan, please!” He shuttered, legs closing and
squirming.
Lan Zhan gripped Wei Ying’s knees, forcing his legs apart.
It was just them in the room but Wei Ying felt so exposed. On display simply for his boyfriend’s amusement.
“If you want to come today, I suggestion you keep your legs open like the slut you are.”
Lan Zhan gripped Wei Ying’s knees, forcing his legs apart.
It was just them in the room but Wei Ying felt so exposed. On display simply for his boyfriend’s amusement.
“If you want to come today, I suggestion you keep your legs open like the slut you are.”
Wei Ying whimpered but nodded all the same.
A game between the two of them, the freedom to explore each other in every way.
“Who do you belong to?” Lan Zhan whispered in his ear, a hand /finally/ wrapped around Wei Ying’s cock.
“Yours,” he groaned as Lan Zhan stroked him.
A game between the two of them, the freedom to explore each other in every way.
“Who do you belong to?” Lan Zhan whispered in his ear, a hand /finally/ wrapped around Wei Ying’s cock.
“Yours,” he groaned as Lan Zhan stroked him.
Head falling back against his boyfriends shoulder.
Each twist made Wei Ying feel like he’d been electrocuted. His desire growing, familiar tightness in his stomach working down, down, down.
He gasped. “Lan Zhan, I can’t-“
“Come for me Wei Ying.”
Another pull and his
Each twist made Wei Ying feel like he’d been electrocuted. His desire growing, familiar tightness in his stomach working down, down, down.
He gasped. “Lan Zhan, I can’t-“
“Come for me Wei Ying.”
Another pull and his
orgasm was ripped from him. Wei Ying bucking his hips into Lan Zhan’s fist. Wei Ying buried his face in the others neck, panting heavily.
His head swam but he could feel the
His head swam but he could feel the
soft kisses Lan Zhan was giving him. The gentle caresses holding Wei Ying close. Safe. Secure.
// ✨🫶☀️ morning y’all 🥳
// ✨🫶☀️ morning y’all 🥳
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