[ He Xuan's no fool, he can read the signs of pleasure in the one beneath him, what that kind of reaction. If he were in pain, there'd be a clear expression to indicate as much. So he doesn't bother with any concern (not that he's going to exhibit much of that anyway.) Though, he can't help pressing his fingers against that spot again, before quickly drawing his fingers out, judging the preparation as good enough.
Once again, He Xuan isn't the impatient sort, not by a mile, but he also isn't willing to allow this to go on far longer than necessary. The bottle nearby them is utilized again, but this time for his own cock, which is at least decently-sized for a man of his height.
The ghost king then places one hand against Diluc's hip, and with the other begins to already guide his cock straight to the other's entrance, before also beginning to slide it in, albeit slowly. Even if it isn't exactly the gentle treatment. If Diluc feels he isn't ready, he'll say, as far as He Xuan is concerned. ]
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Once again, He Xuan isn't the impatient sort, not by a mile, but he also isn't willing to allow this to go on far longer than necessary. The bottle nearby them is utilized again, but this time for his own cock, which is at least decently-sized for a man of his height.
The ghost king then places one hand against Diluc's hip, and with the other begins to already guide his cock straight to the other's entrance, before also beginning to slide it in, albeit slowly. Even if it isn't exactly the gentle treatment. If Diluc feels he isn't ready, he'll say, as far as He Xuan is concerned. ]