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[To be fair, nothing really comes close to Dan Heng calling him gege, but Dan Feng is starting to realize okay! Maybe he has a thing for being called nice things! This is terrible!]
Impertinent. [He mutters, but the endearment makes his grip tighten, and when he buries the flushed heat on his face into Randy's tit he bites it, not very gently.]
Hands above your head.
Impertinent. [He mutters, but the endearment makes his grip tighten, and when he buries the flushed heat on his face into Randy's tit he bites it, not very gently.]
Hands above your head.
[How Could It Be Endearments Are Pleasant,]
You liiiike it~
[his laugh presses dan feng's face and mouth even firmer into the meat of his chest, and the absolutely pornographic moan the bite draws from him is utterly unrestrained.
stretching his hands over his head with a lewd arch of his back, leaning into that bite.]
You liiiike it~
[his laugh presses dan feng's face and mouth even firmer into the meat of his chest, and the absolutely pornographic moan the bite draws from him is utterly unrestrained.
stretching his hands over his head with a lewd arch of his back, leaning into that bite.]
[Why does he have to move like that? The rumble of that moan is so good against his skin. Dan Feng licks his lips with a forked tongue, before sitting up and hauling the rest of him squarely on the bed, sending cushions flying.]
Dogs like you need to learn obedience, don't you think?
Dogs like you need to learn obedience, don't you think?
[Dan Feng kind of just blatantly looks at his dick, and when he looks at Randy, his pupils have blown up into saucers.]
I like your confidence. [Now that Randy's naked, Dan Feng - still fully clothed - proceeds to. Lay down on his front, cradle his cock against his cheek and rub against it, like a cat marking its territory. And do nothing else.]
I like your confidence. [Now that Randy's naked, Dan Feng - still fully clothed - proceeds to. Lay down on his front, cradle his cock against his cheek and rub against it, like a cat marking its territory. And do nothing else.]
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I don't want to!
[But of all the people in this town Jing Yuan is the only person who can tell him what to do and he would do it, so with an extremely petulant look he helps him out of this shoes and yanks him further into the house.
He takes his shirt off on the way and tosses it in the hallway.]
I don't like this. I want to be naked all the time. You should be naked all the time.
I don't want to!
[But of all the people in this town Jing Yuan is the only person who can tell him what to do and he would do it, so with an extremely petulant look he helps him out of this shoes and yanks him further into the house.
He takes his shirt off on the way and tosses it in the hallway.]
I don't like this. I want to be naked all the time. You should be naked all the time.
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[Jing Yuan laughs, imagining how scandalized Dan Feng will be later, and allows himself to be dragged along.]
I can't do "all the time", but I can certainly be naked with you for a little while.
I can't do "all the time", but I can certainly be naked with you for a little while.
I'm going to sit on this and make you cry, but later.
[Now that he's been informed of his schedule for the night, Dan Feng tucks some hair behind an ear and tries to choke himself on Randy's cock.
He only gets halfway, but that is because he's too big to comfortably take, and truthfully Dan Feng isn't very experienced in giving head without anticipating the recipient would die.]
Why are you so big?
[Now that he's been informed of his schedule for the night, Dan Feng tucks some hair behind an ear and tries to choke himself on Randy's cock.
He only gets halfway, but that is because he's too big to comfortably take, and truthfully Dan Feng isn't very experienced in giving head without anticipating the recipient would die.]
Why are you so big?
Comparable to both of mine...
[He sounds petulantly mad about his, but he's having a great time fucking his mouth on what he can take of Randy's dick. He's progressively getting louder about it too, wet and slick and unashamed, spit bubbling out the corner of his lips.]
Hold. [He's already cock-drunk.] Hold still.
[He sounds petulantly mad about his, but he's having a great time fucking his mouth on what he can take of Randy's dick. He's progressively getting louder about it too, wet and slick and unashamed, spit bubbling out the corner of his lips.]
Hold. [He's already cock-drunk.] Hold still.
[He's being strangely polite. Huh. Dan Feng makes a few more good attempts to take him down his throat, before giving up and doing the nuzzling thing with his dick again.]
You can fuck my throat next time. [Yeah there he goes...] I need practice.
[He shifts, and sits up to rip his own shirt off and fling it across the room. He's flushed all the way down to his nipples, and he has to sneak in a tit grope (or two) before straddling him.]
You can fuck my throat next time. [Yeah there he goes...] I need practice.
[He shifts, and sits up to rip his own shirt off and fling it across the room. He's flushed all the way down to his nipples, and he has to sneak in a tit grope (or two) before straddling him.]
[the look in randy's eyes is almost feral with longing. he wants to touch. but he has to stay still. so all he can do is run his mouth as politely as possible, every ounce of him leaning towards dan feng as if held by invisible bonds.]
Lookin' forward to it. You're beautiful. I want to see you.
Lookin' forward to it. You're beautiful. I want to see you.
You are seeing me...?
[UP close and personal, as he braces his forearms against Randy's chest and tries to sit on his dick immediately, as promised, but he's so busy having his braincells fried every time he makes contact that he's forgotten he has to actually take his pants off.]
Why ... [He looks up at Randy, desperate.] What's happening.
[UP close and personal, as he braces his forearms against Randy's chest and tries to sit on his dick immediately, as promised, but he's so busy having his braincells fried every time he makes contact that he's forgotten he has to actually take his pants off.]
Why ... [He looks up at Randy, desperate.] What's happening.
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