Meng Yao sucks on Huaisang's cock, eyes half-lidded in a hazy sort of contentment. It was as though he could think of nothing else to do but this, lapping the precum from him and following the slide of his cock in and out of Meng Yao's throat.
But the devoted, albeit lazy, way of it changes to something more urgent as Dirk presses in again. "Mm!" He makes a muffled yelping noise, moaning helplessly and giving his head a little shake of protest. Tears gather in the corners of his eyes and stream down his face, but he just bobs his head more eagerly-- the sooner he gets Huaisang off, the sooner he can pass out, maybe. Hopefully.
Huaisang comes quickly, finishing across Meng Yao's face and then stepping back. He leans heavily on Dirk, nuzzling his face into the soft fur on the side of Dirk's neck. "Finish up, my dearest. Let's get our poor plaything cleaned up, shall we?"
Waiting for Dirk to finish up and pull out, Huaisang plays idly with his fur, scratching the top of his head and behind his ears.
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But the devoted, albeit lazy, way of it changes to something more urgent as Dirk presses in again. "Mm!" He makes a muffled yelping noise, moaning helplessly and giving his head a little shake of protest. Tears gather in the corners of his eyes and stream down his face, but he just bobs his head more eagerly-- the sooner he gets Huaisang off, the sooner he can pass out, maybe. Hopefully.
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Waiting for Dirk to finish up and pull out, Huaisang plays idly with his fur, scratching the top of his head and behind his ears.