"Mmh... I'll never get over how quickly you come." Dorian purrs and release Huaisang's ass to grab one of his hands, drags a thin, elegant finger through a streak of seed on his chest and then sucks the mess off of it like it's the sweetest and rarest cream. The thrusts have stopped as he savors the feel and taste of the other man's orgasm, his own just a slow-building pressure between his hips.
"Again and again and again," Huaisang murmurs, grinning happily. He likes being quick to come and quick to recover. Leaning down, he kisses Dorian's chest, licking a droplet of come off his nipple and lingering there with a light scrape of teeth. "You feel so good."
Lifting up, Huaisang grinds his hips slowly, starting to move again. Admiring the view and the spatters on Dorian's chest, he flicks one of his nipple piercings, eyes warm with affection and mischief.
Dorian hums at the repetition of that word, enjoying the truth of Huaisang’s libido. It’s a gift to come so quickly and in succession and he feels quite proud of himself for stirring his lover towards such orgasms... again and again and again.
The scrape of teeth and the hot swipe of tongue on his nipple pulls a deep groan from the mage, but then Huaisang is moving and Dorian arches up and buried himself on deep. His cock throbs like it’s on the brink of release, but nothing comes out and he’s left feeling tense and restless.
“Faster... please.” He begs, lowering his hips back down with a pitiful whine, legs trembling and abdomen convulsing.
"It'll only ache worse if I move faster," Huaisang warns him, smirk sweet and wicked at the same time. He speeds up his hips a little, fucking himself on Dorian's cock. His thighs are starting to tire from this position, especially with the orgasm having made them shaky and loose with pleasure.
"Flip me over," Huaisang bids him, eyes dark and mischievous because he knows that getting to fuck harder won't make things any easier for Dorian. "Fuck me how you want."
“But I like the ache.” Dorian responds softly, his tone nearly a whine that’s short-lived by Huaisang picking up the pace. The mage throws his head back and pinches his bottom lip with his teeth. Just as he feels like he’s about to finish, his lover requests a change of position and Dorian swears under his breath. If he’s given control he might not be able to stop, but he doesn’t back down from that challenge.
A few steady deep breaths and he lifts Huaisang off of his cock, lays him on the bed and flips him over.
Due to the ring, the veins along the length of his shaft stick out more than usual. It’s almost painful how sensitive he’s become, but once he’s got Huaisang laid out on the bedding he thrusts back into him roughly.
Huaisang cries out at that rough thrust, but the initial shock of being suddenly breached quickly warms into pure pleasure. "Yes, Dorian. Ah! You feel so good, so deep. I love being filled with that perfect cock of yours."
Rocking his hips up into it, Huaisang whines with need, fingers clawing at the bedcovers as the two of them move together. "Ah! Dorian. My Dorian. Are you close? How does it feel? Don't come yet. Not yet."
For as hard as he pounds into Huaisang, he's not moving very fast, just enough to keep his orgasm at bay. He's bound and determined to make his lover come once more before he even considers climax.
"Not... not as much as I was before we changed positions. But you feel incredible."
"Good," Huaisang purrs, breathless and wild with pleasure. "Don't come until I give you permission."
Moaning loudly as Dorian keeps moving inside of him, Huaisang trembles before he comes, crying out as his body tenses around his lover again, milking his cock and trying to lure him to disobey.
Well, he had been considering the chance to relieve himself, but when Huaisang denies his orgasm by way of requiring permission, Dorian whines. The sound is clipped short when on one particular deep thrust, his lover comes with a cry, body clamping tight. It nearly knocks the breath clean out of him and the mage holds himself up on trembling arms as he eases his cock out.
"Please... Huaisang, I can't take it anymore." It's not like him to beg, but his turgid sex aches and leaks as he finally pulls out completely.
"Yes, you can," Huaisang assures him, both commanding and soothing. Dorian had requested edging, after all, and Huaisang intends to drive him at least a little mad with it. "Breathe. Lay back." Sitting up a little, Huaisang pushes him down on his back, catching both his wrists and pinning them above his head. "I have you. You're right here with me. You'll come when I decide."
Dorian’s movements are stiff, but eager as he lays back. Each time he’s denied and denies himself, he’s given some clarity and his focus shifts to the pressure between his legs. It knocks his breath away each time and he licks his lips slowly, staring down the length of his body before his wrists are captured and pinned above his head.
“Yes, Huaisang.” Dorian’s attention settles on his lover’s lips and his hips tremble slightly from the need to touch and be touched.
"Good boy," Huaisang praises, giving him a warm smile of approval and a kiss once he accepts the grip and submits. He holds him there a minute longer, letting him have a few slow, soft kisses, until he feels Dorian's body start to relax. Then he lets go, freeing him to take what he wants. "All right, darling. Go ahead and come inside of me."
As he starts to relax, his focus remains on the kiss, tasting and feeling Huaisang's lips and pouring his desire into the action as he's denied release.
Once those hands release his wrists, Dorian immediately returns them to the other man's hips and guides him back and down onto his lap. "You feel amazing, I don't know how I couldn't." The words are spoken soft and against Huaisang's lips as he thrusts his sex back into him. A slow, deep jerk of his cock and Dorian already feels himself slipping back onto the edge of orgasm, release only delayed slightly by the tight grip of the lubricated ring around his base and balls. It doesn't prevent his orgasm, however and with his lover's permission, Dorian begins thrusting faster, the room filled with the light, wet tap of skin on skin as his pleasure mounts.
When climax finally takes the mage, his grip on Huaisang's hips is vice-like and he tosses his head back, mouth opened in a silent scream.
Huaisang gasps with scandalized delight as Dorian fucks into him, taking his relief. Blunt nails scrape down Dorian's chest, catching briefly on a nipple, as he admires that arched torso, the tendons in his neck standing taut.
Lounging atop him as Dorian recovers, Huaisang traces idle patterns across Dorian's chest, watching his face with a pleased smirk. "Feeling better now, handsome?"
“Oh yes...” His response is a sigh, thick with pleasure and heavy with breath as he comes down from such an intense orgasm. It feels as though he’s sinking and he looks up at Huaisang through thick, dark lashes.
There’s admiration in his gaze and lethargy in his limbs, but Dorian reaches out to hold his lover and pull him down into an embrace.
Huaisang snuggles into his arms, pleased to be held close. "You did very well. I'm proud of you. So obedient and long-suffering." Huaisang kisses softly at his cheek, nuzzling and making soft, rumbling noises of approval. "When you're ready, would you like to lick me clean, or is that too messy for you?"
Dorian chuckles under his breath and flips them over so he can push up with his arms and move down Huaisang's body. "It's not too messy." And he rather likes the kind of mess obtained through sex, it's the only time he really tolerates a mess.
"And you're too lovely for me not to want to lick clean."
Huaisang grins brightly at the praise, spreading his legs wide so that Dorian can have all the space he wants between them. "I love the way you flirt and flatter. Just like I love all the other things you do with that clever tongue of yours. Just like I love you, my charming, sweet, playful Dorian."
He caresses Dorian's hair, admiring the sight of him with a besotted smile.
The spreading of those thighs makes his sweet smile turn lecherous and he runs his hands down Huaisang's sides, admiring how he's present himself and smiling so sweetly.
"Do you hear yourself?"
He lowers his face to kiss and lick around his lover's navel. "The feeling is mutual."
"What do you mean, do I hear myself!" Huaisang laughs, grinning even brighter at the lecherous look on Dorian's face. "How can I help but lavish praise on my sexy, wonderful, adoring lover?"
Squeaking ticklishly at the lick to his navel, Huaisang arches, giggling with joy and delight. "Dorian, my Dorian. You're going to get me all worked up again..."
"You love the way I flirt and flatter and you lavish me with so much. It's not a complaint, mind you. Merely an observation." Dorian starts with the thickest streaks of cum first, but slows to a stop when his lover giggles at him.
"While I wouldn't mind you getting worked up again, I'm not quite ready yet to satisfy."
“Thank the Maker I’ve still got that.” Huaisang is absolutely insatiable and Dorian stifles anymore potentially disappointing news by way of thrusting his tongue into that tight ring of muscles. If he focuses on the feel of this and the sound Huaisang makes then he’ll be ready to fuck him in no time.
Gasping as Dorian's tongue pushes inside of him, Huaisang's cheeky teasing is effectively replaced by moans. "Dorian!"
Writhing against the bed, Huaisang grinds his hips upward, unable to resist while Dorian lavishes him with such irresistible pleasure. "Dorian, my Dorian, my serpent."
A muffled noise sounds as soon as Huaisang moans and then he's trying to hold those hips still, curling and thrusting with his tongue despite his lover's movements. He continues this for a while before pulling back, breathless, admiring Huaisang's body while he wipes at his mustache.
There's an ache to his sex as it fills yet again and he reaches between his legs, slowly stroking as he presses tender kissing along the inside of the other man's thighs.
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Lifting up, Huaisang grinds his hips slowly, starting to move again. Admiring the view and the spatters on Dorian's chest, he flicks one of his nipple piercings, eyes warm with affection and mischief.
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The scrape of teeth and the hot swipe of tongue on his nipple pulls a deep groan from the mage, but then Huaisang is moving and Dorian arches up and buried himself on deep. His cock throbs like it’s on the brink of release, but nothing comes out and he’s left feeling tense and restless.
“Faster... please.” He begs, lowering his hips back down with a pitiful whine, legs trembling and abdomen convulsing.
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"Flip me over," Huaisang bids him, eyes dark and mischievous because he knows that getting to fuck harder won't make things any easier for Dorian. "Fuck me how you want."
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A few steady deep breaths and he lifts Huaisang off of his cock, lays him on the bed and flips him over.
Due to the ring, the veins along the length of his shaft stick out more than usual. It’s almost painful how sensitive he’s become, but once he’s got Huaisang laid out on the bedding he thrusts back into him roughly.
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Rocking his hips up into it, Huaisang whines with need, fingers clawing at the bedcovers as the two of them move together. "Ah! Dorian. My Dorian. Are you close? How does it feel? Don't come yet. Not yet."
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"Not... not as much as I was before we changed positions. But you feel incredible."
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Moaning loudly as Dorian keeps moving inside of him, Huaisang trembles before he comes, crying out as his body tenses around his lover again, milking his cock and trying to lure him to disobey.
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"Please... Huaisang, I can't take it anymore." It's not like him to beg, but his turgid sex aches and leaks as he finally pulls out completely.
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“Yes, Huaisang.” Dorian’s attention settles on his lover’s lips and his hips tremble slightly from the need to touch and be touched.
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Once those hands release his wrists, Dorian immediately returns them to the other man's hips and guides him back and down onto his lap. "You feel amazing, I don't know how I couldn't." The words are spoken soft and against Huaisang's lips as he thrusts his sex back into him. A slow, deep jerk of his cock and Dorian already feels himself slipping back onto the edge of orgasm, release only delayed slightly by the tight grip of the lubricated ring around his base and balls. It doesn't prevent his orgasm, however and with his lover's permission, Dorian begins thrusting faster, the room filled with the light, wet tap of skin on skin as his pleasure mounts.
When climax finally takes the mage, his grip on Huaisang's hips is vice-like and he tosses his head back, mouth opened in a silent scream.
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Lounging atop him as Dorian recovers, Huaisang traces idle patterns across Dorian's chest, watching his face with a pleased smirk. "Feeling better now, handsome?"
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There’s admiration in his gaze and lethargy in his limbs, but Dorian reaches out to hold his lover and pull him down into an embrace.
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"And you're too lovely for me not to want to lick clean."
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He caresses Dorian's hair, admiring the sight of him with a besotted smile.
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"Do you hear yourself?"
He lowers his face to kiss and lick around his lover's navel. "The feeling is mutual."
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Squeaking ticklishly at the lick to his navel, Huaisang arches, giggling with joy and delight. "Dorian, my Dorian. You're going to get me all worked up again..."
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"While I wouldn't mind you getting worked up again, I'm not quite ready yet to satisfy."
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Rumbling with soft, low pleasure at those licks, Huaisang stretches against the bed, eyes closing with satisfaction.
One eye cracks open again when Dorian stops. "What! Is my champion flagging? Gods, let it not be so! At least we still have your tongue."
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Writhing against the bed, Huaisang grinds his hips upward, unable to resist while Dorian lavishes him with such irresistible pleasure. "Dorian, my Dorian, my serpent."
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There's an ache to his sex as it fills yet again and he reaches between his legs, slowly stroking as he presses tender kissing along the inside of the other man's thighs.
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