"Yes," Huaisang moans, arching and sliding his hands forward across the bed, fingers splaying out as he relishes the feeling of Hannibal moving deep inside of him. "Ah! You feel incredible. Hannibal. Hannibal."
He curled in again, turning his head so that his cheek was to the mattress and he could roll one eye back to look at Hannibal. His lips quirked, wicked and indulgent, happy to be pinned down and fucked deep like this. "You're big."
Hannibal smirked down at that cheeky, flushed look, before he leaned forward and held himself over Huaisang with one steel-corded arm. All so he could shift his angle to fuck this delightful little incubus at a slightly more intense pressure. It also allowed him to lean to whisper in Huaisang's flushed ear.
"I will take you against a wall one day, so you can fully appreciate that fact."
Huaisang gasped, writhing as Hannibal pounded even more intensely into him. "Ah! Yes--please!"
The mental image was irresistible, and Huaisang had already been thoroughly wound up by Hannibal's touches and tongue. He came suddenly beneath his lover, bucking uncontrollably as the waves of orgasm thundered through him. "Hannibal!"
Hannibal's lips curved into a wicked sort of smile, before he began to slow down his thrusts. Let them just tease within Huaisang, as the smaller man rode through his orgasm. This was not a sprint, after all, but a marathon. He kept up the shallow little thrusts while he waited for Huaisang to recover.
Once the younger man began coming back to himself, Hannibal would suck a bite-mark on the back of his very beautiful neck, and slowly work his way in and out. He thought he could get at least one more orgasm out of Huaisang, before he would need to come himself.
"You come so beautifully, pretty one." He murmured against Huaisang's skin. "I cannot wait to see it again."
Huaisang purred with pleasure at the sucking on the back of his neck, bucking softly beneath Hannibal because he had an especial love of kisses and bites to that spot. "Yes, Hannibal. Ah! I love kisses and bites along my spine like that."
Pleasantly lulled by the slower, deep thrusts, Huaisang started to shift back against him, quickly wanting more. His swollen prostate was even more sensitive now and eager to continue, making Huaisang squirm with interest. "I'll come as many times as you please."
"Ah, then I should appease my lover with more?" Hannibal crooned against Huaisang's pale skin. "Such a beautiful back. Such a lovely neck. I should mark it properly." Hannibal did just that - sucking purple marks on Huaisang's shoulders and the nape of his neck, all the while keeping up those light thrusts.
"I will believe that ... when I see you harden again, pretty one."
Huaisang gave sweet cries of pleasure at each suckled mark, hips rising eagerly into the light thrusts. Happily overwhelmed by all the indulgent pleasure, Huaisang writhed beneath him, making yearning sounds for more. "Hannibal. Hannibal. Ah!"
His cock had barely flagged at all and now it quickly hardened again, making him ache with need for more. One wicked hand slipped down beneath his hips, squeezing his fingers around his needy cock.
Hannibal could feel the shift in Huaisang's body, saw how his shoulder moved as his hand slipped between his legs. Hannibal responded as a Dominant should, nipping Huaisang's shoulder with a growl. "Did I say you could pleasure yourself?"
He stopped the shallow thrusts and pushed himself all the way in - holding himself in place. Filling Huaisang up to the brim and keeping it there, as he clamped his hand on Huaisang's hip. "If you want to come again - you must ask me nicely..."
Huaisang wasn't as accustomed to people being properly dominant at him, and he was delighted by it. A nervous little thrill went through him, attention re-focusing on obedience and sweetness.
Quickly putting his hand back in front of himself, braced against the mattress, he moaned as Hannibal slid in to the hilt and stayed there without moving. Like that, it all felt too much, too thick, too big, and it was almost painful in the most exquisite way. Huaisang whimpered, wiggling as much as he could beneath him, but not going anywhere because of how Hannibal had him pinned. "Oh! Please. Please, Hannibal. I'll be good. I need you. Fuck me, please fuck me. Make me yours. Let me come. Please, please."
Hannibal pressed his mouth to the nape of Huaisang's neck again, as he began to pick up the pace again of his thrusts. Deep and hard, as the lovely Huaisang had begged for. Who said that Hannibal was a total sadist?
Huaisang cried out with each thrust, lost to pleasure and devastated by the layers of intensity. His giggles have deepened fully into moans, hips grinding between Hannibal and the mattress as his ecstasy rises. "Hannibal--Hannibal! Please... please, gonna... gonna come!"
Hannibal thrust deep, and held himself there, savoring the tightness of the other man's body around him. Self control was one thing, but the pain of not coming was starting to lose it's pleasant edge. He was going to fuck Huaisang back down into this mattress, before allowing himself release.
Still, he leaned over, fully seated within this gorgeous little man, and whispered, "Was that not the point of this exercise?"
Huaisang whines as Hannibal holds himself deep, not quite giving Huaisang the stimulation he needs to get off. The pleasure of being pinned and filled like this is exquisite and Huaisang feels mastered utterly, finally having found a Dominant who commands Huaisang's full submission.
It's Hannibal's voice that knocks him over the edge, that low, heated whisper and the knowledge of Hannibal's control. Huaisang cries out, body clenching and shuddering beneath Hannibal as he spills himself. "Hannibal!"
Hannibal's voice kept nice and low, as he eased back, and then pulled Huaisang up with him, so one arm was keeping the young man in place against Hannibal's chest. Holding him snugly, so Hannibal could fuck himself up into that sweet tightness as Huaisang hopefully whimpered beautifully.
Thrust for minutes more, before he shuddered down to his core with his pleasure. Ah, it had been some time since he had a perfectly submissive Submissive. Especially one as beautiful as Huaisang. It was utterly ... delightful.
Huaisang was utterly relaxed against him, head arched back over Hannibal's shoulder. His body trembled and bucked against Hannibal, unsteadily seeking further stimulation but also trying to escape it for being too intense, too much, with no rest or respite.
"Hannibal," he gasped, not always able to manage the full name between gasps and whimpers.
Waves of orgasm kept rolling through him as Hannibal kept relentlessly moving into him. Aftershocks and lesser peaks, all of it building until Huaisang screamed with pleasure, cock jetting again a thin spray that reached several feet across the bed.
Hannibal shuddered himself, clenching onto Huaisang so tightly that he knew he would be leaving fresh bruises on pale skin. He relaxed as he came down from his own intense orgasm, stroking Huaisang's hair back, as he soothed in a whisper.
"Such a beautiful man you are, Huaisang ... how beautifully you came for me. So many times - I am flushed with admiration and humbled by your reaction to me." Slow kisses, to Huaisang's throat. "Does that mean I will have the pleasure of you in my bed from now on?"
"Yes." Huaisang smiled, dazed and content, happy to be handled so reverently as he floated in afterglow. "Often, I hope. Hannibal."
Huaisang turned his head, nuzzling softly at Hannibal but mostly remaining melted in his arms, trusting his lover to care for him. "I want to dress you and pleasure you frequently."
"As often as I am allowed, Huaisang. Just for a taste of you." Hannibal purred gently, as he nuzzled another warm kiss against the nape of Huaisang's neck, before slowly drawing himself out of him. He gently lay Huaisang on the bed, like he was a beautiful doll, and rolled gracefully to his feet.
Huaisang makes a few soft, contented noises as Hannibal shifts him. He knows how to arrange his limbs artfully, and the coy blush on his cheeks doesn't need to be feigned after the exquisite fucking he just experienced. "Yes, please."
He watches Hannibal move around the room, happily besotted with him and glad to be pampered. "I like this view."
Hannibal went to the bathroom to retrieve a glass of water, and a warm washcloth. He put the water on the nightstand, a smirk sliding over his lips. "Do you now? What about it do you find so appealing? I would be curious to know what you find aesthetically pleasing."
His long fingers are careful and precise. Not cold or clinical, but sweeping away remaining semen, leaving Huaisang's skin clean and smooth once more. Once he was done, he went to put the cloth away once more.
"I find power very appealing, and your body is clearly powerful. The strength of the musculature, the command of your height, the experience evident in the way you carry yourself, in the scars left on your skin. The promise of that thick, heavy cock between your legs." Grinning playfully as he lists his admiration, Huaisang lifts his hips to give Hannibal better access, but otherwise stays luxuriously still, enjoying his rest after being so thoroughly fucked. "There's something so predatory about the way you move. Almost primal, and yet with such cultivated elegance. I'd love to be chased by you. Hunted."
"That ... could be arranged." Hannibal murmured, putting glass and cloth back into the bathroom before returning to the bed slowly. Measuring out his steps as a predator might. Stalking Huaisang, even in this room, before sliding across the mattress towards him.
"I believe you would make wily and interesting prey, pretty one. Although instead of devouring you - I think I shall claim you instead."
Huaisang watches the view admiringly as it recedes, but on Hannibal's return he's all the more predatory. Huaisang's breath hitches, eyes widening with the thrill of being playfully stalked. He squeals as Hannibal 'catches' him, laughing and welcoming him with open arms. "Claiming sounds much better than devouring, though I do like how you use your tongue on me."
Nuzzling the tips of their noses together, Huaisang smiles at him, practically sparkling with affection for his new lover. "I do so love being hunted and claimed."
"Mmm, well, since you have granted me the delightful opportunity to see you once again, my tongue will be available for your personal use." Hannibal curled Huaisang up into his arms, nuzzling a bite or five against that pale skin.
"So, ... claimed you shall be." He murmured, sucking a mark on Huaisang's shoulder blade.
Huaisang giggled at the nuzzling and the bites, squirming deliciously in Hannibal's arms as he enjoyed being caught and cuddled. "Mm, yes please."
The feeling of Hannibal's lips suckling a mark into his skin makes him cry out with pleasure, arching against him and shivering with the exquisite sensation of it. "Hannibal!"
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He curled in again, turning his head so that his cheek was to the mattress and he could roll one eye back to look at Hannibal. His lips quirked, wicked and indulgent, happy to be pinned down and fucked deep like this. "You're big."
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"I will take you against a wall one day, so you can fully appreciate that fact."
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The mental image was irresistible, and Huaisang had already been thoroughly wound up by Hannibal's touches and tongue. He came suddenly beneath his lover, bucking uncontrollably as the waves of orgasm thundered through him. "Hannibal!"
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Once the younger man began coming back to himself, Hannibal would suck a bite-mark on the back of his very beautiful neck, and slowly work his way in and out. He thought he could get at least one more orgasm out of Huaisang, before he would need to come himself.
"You come so beautifully, pretty one." He murmured against Huaisang's skin. "I cannot wait to see it again."
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Pleasantly lulled by the slower, deep thrusts, Huaisang started to shift back against him, quickly wanting more. His swollen prostate was even more sensitive now and eager to continue, making Huaisang squirm with interest. "I'll come as many times as you please."
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"I will believe that ... when I see you harden again, pretty one."
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His cock had barely flagged at all and now it quickly hardened again, making him ache with need for more. One wicked hand slipped down beneath his hips, squeezing his fingers around his needy cock.
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He stopped the shallow thrusts and pushed himself all the way in - holding himself in place. Filling Huaisang up to the brim and keeping it there, as he clamped his hand on Huaisang's hip. "If you want to come again - you must ask me nicely..."
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Quickly putting his hand back in front of himself, braced against the mattress, he moaned as Hannibal slid in to the hilt and stayed there without moving. Like that, it all felt too much, too thick, too big, and it was almost painful in the most exquisite way. Huaisang whimpered, wiggling as much as he could beneath him, but not going anywhere because of how Hannibal had him pinned. "Oh! Please. Please, Hannibal. I'll be good. I need you. Fuck me, please fuck me. Make me yours. Let me come. Please, please."
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Hannibal pressed his mouth to the nape of Huaisang's neck again, as he began to pick up the pace again of his thrusts. Deep and hard, as the lovely Huaisang had begged for. Who said that Hannibal was a total sadist?
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Still, he leaned over, fully seated within this gorgeous little man, and whispered, "Was that not the point of this exercise?"
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It's Hannibal's voice that knocks him over the edge, that low, heated whisper and the knowledge of Hannibal's control. Huaisang cries out, body clenching and shuddering beneath Hannibal as he spills himself. "Hannibal!"
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Hannibal's voice kept nice and low, as he eased back, and then pulled Huaisang up with him, so one arm was keeping the young man in place against Hannibal's chest. Holding him snugly, so Hannibal could fuck himself up into that sweet tightness as Huaisang hopefully whimpered beautifully.
Thrust for minutes more, before he shuddered down to his core with his pleasure. Ah, it had been some time since he had a perfectly submissive Submissive. Especially one as beautiful as Huaisang. It was utterly ... delightful.
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"Hannibal," he gasped, not always able to manage the full name between gasps and whimpers.
Waves of orgasm kept rolling through him as Hannibal kept relentlessly moving into him. Aftershocks and lesser peaks, all of it building until Huaisang screamed with pleasure, cock jetting again a thin spray that reached several feet across the bed.
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"Such a beautiful man you are, Huaisang ... how beautifully you came for me. So many times - I am flushed with admiration and humbled by your reaction to me." Slow kisses, to Huaisang's throat. "Does that mean I will have the pleasure of you in my bed from now on?"
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Huaisang turned his head, nuzzling softly at Hannibal but mostly remaining melted in his arms, trusting his lover to care for him. "I want to dress you and pleasure you frequently."
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"Are you thirsty, pretty one?"
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He watches Hannibal move around the room, happily besotted with him and glad to be pampered. "I like this view."
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His long fingers are careful and precise. Not cold or clinical, but sweeping away remaining semen, leaving Huaisang's skin clean and smooth once more. Once he was done, he went to put the cloth away once more.
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"I believe you would make wily and interesting prey, pretty one. Although instead of devouring you - I think I shall claim you instead."
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Nuzzling the tips of their noses together, Huaisang smiles at him, practically sparkling with affection for his new lover. "I do so love being hunted and claimed."
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"So, ... claimed you shall be." He murmured, sucking a mark on Huaisang's shoulder blade.
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The feeling of Hannibal's lips suckling a mark into his skin makes him cry out with pleasure, arching against him and shivering with the exquisite sensation of it. "Hannibal!"
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