[ He arches against the bed in a wave as he tries and fails to hold off, wanting to last longer but already too wound up by the sight and feel of Jiang Cheng poured over him so attentively. His grip in long hair tightens and he tips his head back on a loud moan as he comes, spilling all over the encircling fingers and whichever part of his lover is closest, vision briefly whiting out as he does so only to drop his shoulders back to the mattress in a heavy heap, panting hard. ]
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