[His mind can hardly register the words, feeling hazy and sluggish, and when Lan Zhan lets up, trailing a hand down his chest, he's already heaving in dizzy breaths. Blood rushes where it had previously been a slow trickle, gathering angry-red where bruises will cover his body like a canvas in bright colors.
He sees black for a moment, letting out a choked off sound, body shivering as Lan Zhan pulls out. His thighs tremble, barely able to hold them up without Lan Zhan's hands on them, and between them, his already overstimulated and sensitive cock starts to twitch with interest, body thrilling at these new sensations.]
Lan Zhan...
[His voice comes out so raw, as he tries to push himself up enough to follow Lan Zhan's lead. There's no trickle of fluids down his bare thighs, Lan Zhan still hasn't found his release yet. Is it good? He wants it to be good for him, maybe he's waiting, showing that famous restraint so associated with the Lans.
He moves to his knees, thighs apart and back a low arch as he clings to a stray pillow, head low.]
Your hands... feel so good Lan Zhan. Are you... having fun?
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He sees black for a moment, letting out a choked off sound, body shivering as Lan Zhan pulls out. His thighs tremble, barely able to hold them up without Lan Zhan's hands on them, and between them, his already overstimulated and sensitive cock starts to twitch with interest, body thrilling at these new sensations.]
Lan Zhan...
[His voice comes out so raw, as he tries to push himself up enough to follow Lan Zhan's lead. There's no trickle of fluids down his bare thighs, Lan Zhan still hasn't found his release yet. Is it good? He wants it to be good for him, maybe he's waiting, showing that famous restraint so associated with the Lans.
He moves to his knees, thighs apart and back a low arch as he clings to a stray pillow, head low.]
Your hands... feel so good Lan Zhan. Are you... having fun?