"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.
"I want you so much," Huaisang fusses, arching against the bed and whining his yearning. "I need you. Please, Dorian. Please."
Even while he begs, he spreads his legs all the wider, giving Dorian open access to the tender insides of his thighs and shamelessly giving Dorian a view of all of himself. "Please please."
The ring is still on him and he's not fully hard yet, but when he pulls back to admire the man presented shamelessly before him, that helps speed up the process. He raises to his knees and eases the head of his cock against and past that tight ring of muscles, sighing as he slowly begins to sink in.
"You're gorgeous..." He whispers and holds himself up, arms on either side of Huaisang's neck as he thrusts shallowly, plunging in slowly and gradually pushing deeper until he's seated and fully hard inside of his lover.
"Yessss," Huaisang moans happily as Dorian slides deep inside of him, filling him to the hilt. He reaches up, winding his arms around Dorian's neck and hugging him close, holding him there for a moment so that they can both simply enjoy the sweet intimacy of the moment. "I love having you like this. Amatus." His pronunciation is still clearly a best effort, but the affection attached to it is obvious.
Dorian melts at the use of that name, odd with Huaisang's accent, but positively endearing. He bends his arms to lower himself closer, not quite laying atop his lover, but enjoying how intimate the position is and how deep it allows him to go.
"And I you, Amatus." There's a slow, sensual roll to his hips and he presses a deep, lingering kiss to his lover's lips.
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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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Even while he begs, he spreads his legs all the wider, giving Dorian open access to the tender insides of his thighs and shamelessly giving Dorian a view of all of himself. "Please please."
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"You're gorgeous..." He whispers and holds himself up, arms on either side of Huaisang's neck as he thrusts shallowly, plunging in slowly and gradually pushing deeper until he's seated and fully hard inside of his lover.
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"And I you, Amatus." There's a slow, sensual roll to his hips and he presses a deep, lingering kiss to his lover's lips.