[...It's fine, these slow, measured thrusts. They give Diluc enough space to breathe, adjusting to the unusual sensation of being fucked into, but his first mistake was getting acclimated to a rhythm. Thinking he could map out He Xuan's movements to know exactly what to expect was a foolish thought.
When He Xuan draws out nearly all the way before brusquely fucking his way back in, Diluc bodily shivers, gritting his teeth while his hands curl into fists against the side of the springs. Does he receive it well? Hard to say when he's glaring at He Xuan, but there's little heat behind his gaze, vision swimming in and out of focus.
That hurt, but more unnervingly, it also felt good. If he's glaring at He Xuan for any reason in particular, it's for having the audacity to make him moan. More than a little mortifying, but it's fine, isn't it? He'll have his revenge in time. For now, he squeezes tightly around He Xuan's cock as a means to retaliate, make it a little more difficult to move inside of him as he pleases. The fact that this has begun to feel good is deeply vexing.]
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When He Xuan draws out nearly all the way before brusquely fucking his way back in, Diluc bodily shivers, gritting his teeth while his hands curl into fists against the side of the springs. Does he receive it well? Hard to say when he's glaring at He Xuan, but there's little heat behind his gaze, vision swimming in and out of focus.
That hurt, but more unnervingly, it also felt good. If he's glaring at He Xuan for any reason in particular, it's for having the audacity to make him moan. More than a little mortifying, but it's fine, isn't it? He'll have his revenge in time. For now, he squeezes tightly around He Xuan's cock as a means to retaliate, make it a little more difficult to move inside of him as he pleases. The fact that this has begun to feel good is deeply vexing.]