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ᴅɪʟᴜᴄ ʀᴀɢɴᴠɪɴᴅʀ ([personal profile] pyronic) wrote in [community profile] crescentview2022-12-10 06:47 pm
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[personal profile] esurientabyss 2023-01-04 06:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[ One thing is clear, from how this is going, and that is Diluc's refusal to simply lie there and take it. Not that He Xuan is going to complain about it.

After all, whenever the other man moves his hips just so to meet his, it only adds more to the delicious amount of friction he feels on his cock. As a result it becomes clear that his composure lowers, even if there are unnatural points—one of which, despite all the exertion and pleasure he's experiencing in turn, he doesn't so much as flush or color. Though, his golden eyes are half-lidded, a quickened breath, and there's beads of sweat that seem to form, sliding down his face, and his naked body.

But, He Xuan doesn't intend to allow Diluc to control the pace, easily seeking the opportunity to use his strength to pull the other male's hips towards his in order to force a quicker movement on each thrust he makes. Though, he doesn't need two hands to do that, powerful as he is. He snakes one hand to shoot out to try to force the male's forearm above his head, in a non-so-gentle way, as well as grip. ]


So afraid to show vulnerability.

[ It'd be practically a sneer in more than simply words if it isn't for the fact that his breaths are coming heavier now, and his thrusts a bit more impatient in the amount of speed. ]
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[personal profile] esurientabyss 2023-01-04 10:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He Xuan doesn't quite care about whether he's being greedy or not. Especially when he's feeling ravenous. He'll take all he can get out of this situation.

But anyway, he is spat at, and it lands on his cheek. Wiping it with a hand is a waste of time, though a bit of water moves to erase the image of what he perceives to be such a childish act. ]


You protest too much.

[ But, a rebel to the end, hm? Who would've thought that they'd be brought to a point of contention; not that He Xuan cares in particular especially since at this time he hardly sees a need to make true connections with people. Regardless, Diluc isn't the only one tumbling towards the apex of all this; his short response is only evidence of that, so he mercilessly pounds into the red head with the intention to ensure that Diluc will reach his satisfaction alongside him.

...Though, He Xuan pulls his hand away from Diluc's arm, aiming to wrap his fingers around that neck, and press down to cut off some of the red head's airflow just a bit for that little stunt earlier. ]
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[personal profile] esurientabyss 2023-01-04 11:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Every single person has their limit. That in of itself is plain to see when, finally, this is what makes Diluc give into the pleasure, but it isn't as if He Xuan's thoughts stay too linear either. Not when he's already this far into it. Not when Diluc's expressions and noises of pleasure are without reserve, a show of debauchery only witnessed by one other.

Oh and with the way Diluc is clenching tightly, He Xuan isn't all that quiet either. His sharp, short breaths turn into grunts and some actual gasps, even with him able to keep up the rhythm with the exact right posture and power behind each thrust. The constricting heat around his cock feels phenomenal, and for once in a long time he considers briefly that there is some merit in chasing the fulfilment of this small task.

Diluc's abrupt hit of climax is felt easily more than heard with the way his hands grip tighter into his pale wrists, still able to mar his ghostly-pale skin. More importantly is the feeling of the way he feels his cock become squeezed wonderfully tight as a result is enough to take him over the edge. With a sharp, stuttering breath, he comes into Diluc before he realizes that is exactly what he has done. But hey, Diluc was holding onto him and He Xuan's own mind had blanked out blissfully for a moment. There was nothing to be done about it.

Though, just like that, he pulls right out of Diluc (and taking his wrists with a rough tug out of the other male's grip), probably allowing more wonderful liquid to drip or fall into what was wonderfully sacred hot springs.

He's not exactly sure what to say and thinks all is said and done, so he will just be making a beeline for his clothing now, thanks. ]