[Huaisang knows him well enough to recognize the signs that he's close. He doesn't slow his pace, but he reaches blindly for the bowl, fingers closing around a piece of ice. His one hand continues stroking at Jiang Cheng's cock, working in tandem with his mouth, while the other rises with that new piece of ice, knuckles bumping against Jiang Cheng's balls as he finds his destination without looking. The ice cube slides against the back of Jiang Cheng's balls for a moment before Huaisang presses it into place against his perineum, holding it there while he continues the blowjob. He's not quite sure whether this is going to instantly trigger Jiang Cheng's orgasm, intensify it, or delay it enough to really drive him crazy, but Huaisang is excited to find out.]
[ He tenses a little in giddy anticipation when he vaguely becomes aware of Huaisang reaching for more ice and then it is there, burning cold against his balls making him gasp and shudder while he keeps lavishing his cock with his tongue. His hand tightens and he tries to hold on, something that is just barely possible right until the moment Huaisang shifts the cube to his entrance.
A full-body jolt goes through him, a strangled moan and then he is coming, just barely remembering not to grip his lover's hair too tight in case he needs to pull away, spilling himself with little groans and gasps of Huaisang's name that sound half reverent and half like a curse. ]
[Huaisang pulls back as he starts to come, using his hands to stroke Jiang Cheng's shaft to draw out all of it. He catches the seed on his tongue, swallowing it along with the ice cube (now much reduced in size).
Rising to his feet, Huaisang presses close against Jiang Cheng's chest, giving him a sweet smile and lifting his chin, inviting kisses.] Feel better?
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A full-body jolt goes through him, a strangled moan and then he is coming, just barely remembering not to grip his lover's hair too tight in case he needs to pull away, spilling himself with little groans and gasps of Huaisang's name that sound half reverent and half like a curse. ]
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Rising to his feet, Huaisang presses close against Jiang Cheng's chest, giving him a sweet smile and lifting his chin, inviting kisses.] Feel better?