[ Even like this, feeling nothing but pleasure and enjoying himself more than he can put into words, the immediate surge of embarrassment and shyness that hits him when Wei Wuxian speaks is twinned with his annoyance and frustration, hand lifting to try and cuff his brother on the side of his head, to grab at his hair and tug at it as if they were children once more, rather than adults enjoying the joys of fucking one another in the quiet of his room. ]
Stop talking! You're so crude, I should kick you out right now!
[ But he loves the feeling of being fucked too much, loves the sensation of being filled, of being claimed, of having a hard cock pressing into him and stretching him out. It is better than fingers, better than his own touch, better than anything he has tried on his own in those desperate moments, and even Wei Wuxian's usual, painful mouth running off isn't going to ruin this for him. He refuses to let it.
Shifting, he leans back, stretching his arms up and groaning, a low rumble in the depth of his body, pleased and content. It won't be long until he comes again, but he thinks - this is good. This is what he had wanted, had needed, for so long. ]
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Stop talking! You're so crude, I should kick you out right now!
[ But he loves the feeling of being fucked too much, loves the sensation of being filled, of being claimed, of having a hard cock pressing into him and stretching him out. It is better than fingers, better than his own touch, better than anything he has tried on his own in those desperate moments, and even Wei Wuxian's usual, painful mouth running off isn't going to ruin this for him. He refuses to let it.
Shifting, he leans back, stretching his arms up and groaning, a low rumble in the depth of his body, pleased and content. It won't be long until he comes again, but he thinks - this is good. This is what he had wanted, had needed, for so long. ]