[He's not sure how much longer he can hold on, muscles tight, back bent as it is, hips raised, skin raw and red and tingling. But he feels it, as Lan Zhan falters behind him, a rush of heat between them follows. It's enough to leave him panting and desperate for breath as soon as the fist at the back of his neck eases.
He wouldn't mind so much, overtaxed as his body feels, if Lan Zhan wanted to wait a bit longer before helping him finish. But only a few moments pass before he's once again squirming beneath, still tight where their bodies intertwine. He makes a rough mewling sound against Lan Zhan's hand as he feels gentle kisses press over his thoroughly abused skin. His hand tries to reach back and he can't decide if he wants to spur those motions on, or slow them to a halt.]
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He wouldn't mind so much, overtaxed as his body feels, if Lan Zhan wanted to wait a bit longer before helping him finish. But only a few moments pass before he's once again squirming beneath, still tight where their bodies intertwine. He makes a rough mewling sound against Lan Zhan's hand as he feels gentle kisses press over his thoroughly abused skin. His hand tries to reach back and he can't decide if he wants to spur those motions on, or slow them to a halt.]