Usually you're stoic, but you can act like this when you're with me. It's kind of cute.
[ Completely full of himself, Tartaglia's laughter stumbles out so unevenly. High off the moment, terrified by nothing, he welcomes the threat of bruises and the bloodless look He Xuan's giving him when those hands come up around his thighs to waver into squeezing. Fair's fair.
Arching to clench up around the cock pounding inside, what catches him off-guard is a feeling that scrapes the nerves, snared and heavy. Slick-hot on the inside from the lube, he bounces on He Xuan's dick so incorrigibly. Even winded, he can't help this cheekiness when roosting on top. Under so much criticism, his smile broadens. ]
Don't be so sore. [ Says the sore, greedy loser. ] ... It's not a bad look on you. Actually, I'm fond of it.
[ Like he's oh-so-special, when he's just undeserving and belligerent. With his dick leaking pre-cum all over He Xuan's abdomen in this confining space, he feigns ignorance. Sinking to cling around the base of the much-lauded ghost king's cock, Tartaglia's gentle for once while kneading along the shaft with his hole. The gesture's partially a taunt, and partially his own insolence. Did he break He Xuan's self-control clean in half yet? Who knows. Keep looking only at him. ]
Can't you treat me just this once? Have your way with me after that.
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[ Completely full of himself, Tartaglia's laughter stumbles out so unevenly. High off the moment, terrified by nothing, he welcomes the threat of bruises and the bloodless look He Xuan's giving him when those hands come up around his thighs to waver into squeezing. Fair's fair.
Arching to clench up around the cock pounding inside, what catches him off-guard is a feeling that scrapes the nerves, snared and heavy. Slick-hot on the inside from the lube, he bounces on He Xuan's dick so incorrigibly. Even winded, he can't help this cheekiness when roosting on top. Under so much criticism, his smile broadens. ]
Don't be so sore. [ Says the sore, greedy loser. ] ... It's not a bad look on you. Actually, I'm fond of it.
[ Like he's oh-so-special, when he's just undeserving and belligerent. With his dick leaking pre-cum all over He Xuan's abdomen in this confining space, he feigns ignorance. Sinking to cling around the base of the much-lauded ghost king's cock, Tartaglia's gentle for once while kneading along the shaft with his hole. The gesture's partially a taunt, and partially his own insolence. Did he break He Xuan's self-control clean in half yet? Who knows. Keep looking only at him. ]
Can't you treat me just this once? Have your way with me after that.