[There's something breathless and wanting about the low hum that Dan Feng breathes at Jing Yuan's whispered pleading. Slowly the hand that had trailed its way up the young Lieutenant's body traces up the line of his throat, until his palm can cradle his jaw with care while his thumb presses into his bottom lip.]
You sound beautiful when you beg for me, A-Yuan..
[Honestly, Dan Feng is certainly not going to insist he be quiet -- no in fact what he'd like is to hear Jing Yuan simply lose control. Though he has to hope that he can hold onto his own control in such a moment, just enough to ensure he isn't going to hurt him.
He does give in just a little now, middle finger pressing carefully until that ring of muscle gives way to the touch -- until he feels himself slowly pressing into a heat so tight it draws a low groan from his chest, the sound full of blatant want. Aeons he aches to be able to free his cock instead -- to truly fuck the beautiful young man into the floor... but he will be patient, as his finger slowly sinks deeper, one knuckle at a time.]
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You sound beautiful when you beg for me, A-Yuan..
[Honestly, Dan Feng is certainly not going to insist he be quiet -- no in fact what he'd like is to hear Jing Yuan simply lose control. Though he has to hope that he can hold onto his own control in such a moment, just enough to ensure he isn't going to hurt him.
He does give in just a little now, middle finger pressing carefully until that ring of muscle gives way to the touch -- until he feels himself slowly pressing into a heat so tight it draws a low groan from his chest, the sound full of blatant want. Aeons he aches to be able to free his cock instead -- to truly fuck the beautiful young man into the floor... but he will be patient, as his finger slowly sinks deeper, one knuckle at a time.]