Shen Yuan has no time to process this--Binghe likes-- because with the added slickness and steadier rhythm he's suddenly disastrously close to the edge. His hips twist, fucking helplessly up into the circle of Binghe's hand, and he's gasping, unable to get a full breath in his lungs. The bite has his toes curling in shocked pleasure, his socked feet sliding against the floor on either side of Binghe's hips.
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Date: 2023-12-23 10:41 pm (UTC)