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Luo Qingeng wraps his hand around Yang Xiuxian's cock almost gently. It's hard and leaking with precome, even though he's hardly done anything except remove the cock cage. Yang Xiuxian whines, his hands clutching at the edges of the bed.
For once, it's Luo Qingeng crouched down in front of him. Luo Qingeng suddenly has an urge to taste that cock, even though it's not usually his preference. Maybe it's just the position he's in. He tilts his head back, looking up at Yang Xiuxian's face. His eyes are screwed shut, his mouth open a little as he pants slightly. Luo Qingeng lets his hand slide along the hard cock, watching Yang Xiuxian's reaction. He whines a little, his cock throbbing in Luo Qingeng's hand.
"You're really not going to last long, Xiuxian," Luo Qingeng says in a low voice. Yang Xiuxian whines again and doesn't answer. "But you have been very good for me," he says and uses his free hand to push Yang Xiuxian's thighs further apart, before settling in between them.
When he looks up again, Yang Xiuxian is staring at him with wide eyes. Luo Qingeng smiles at him briefly, before bowing his head down, quite unceremoniously guiding Yang Xiuxian's cock into his mouth.
Luo Qingeng had been very good at blow jobs once, but it's been a while. Still, it's not like it's particularly complicated and Yang Xiuxian is so close to the edge already. He only needs to bob his head a couple of times, and suck at Yang Xiuxian's cock a little before Yang Xiuxian keens loudly, his fingers tangling in Luo Qingeng's hair and pulling as he comes. Luo Qingeng has a small moment of regret as his mouth fills with come, but he shoves it away and swallows around Yang Xiuxian's softening cock before letting it fall out of his mouth. He feels the come fall down his chin and wipes at it distractedly.
He strokes Yang Xiuxian's thighs. He's shivering, a small moan slipping from his lips at Luo Qingeng's touch.
"Lie down, Xiuxian. I'll be right back," Luo Qingeng says, getting up to his feet. Yang Xiuxian blinks at him, still looking dazed. Luo Qingeng smiles a little before walking into the bathroom to rinse his mouth.
When he gets back, Yang Xiuxian is still sitting. Luo Qingeng grins wolfishly and straddles his lap, fingers burying into his hair as he pulls slightly, tilting Yang Xiuxian's head back so he can kiss him. Yang Xiuxian clutches at his waist, moaning into the kiss.
Luo Qingeng kisses him deeply, his tongue pressing into Yang Xiuxian's mouth. When he pulls away, Yang Xiuxian is panting for breath and trembling slightly again. Luo Qingeng strokes his cheek gently.
"You wanted me to fuck you until you pass out, right?" Luo Qingeng asks softly. Yang Xiuxian whines. His pupils are blown wide as he stares at Luo Qingeng, his throat working like he might be trying to say something.
Luo Qingeng smiles and brushes a few strands of hair away from his forehead before pressing a kiss there.
"I'll do just that, Xiuxian. And I'll keep fucking you, so you can feel it when you wake up," Luo Qingeng tells him in a low voice.
Yang Xiuxian's breath stutters. "Luo-dage," he finally manages to say, but his voice is shaking.
Luo Qingeng strokes his back. Yang Xiuxian is so very overwhelmed already. But that's okay, Luo Qingeng can take his time. He did make sure nothing would interrupt them today.
"You should lie down, Xiuxian," he says gently, climbing off him. Yang Xiuxian whines, his hands trying to hold on for a moment before letting go.
Luo Qingeng presses him down onto the mattress, his hand sliding down to cup Yang Xiuxian's half-hard cock. Yang Xiuxian keens, bucking up into the touch.
"If this is how responsive you are after being in a cage for a while, maybe we should do that more often," Luo Qingeng suggests.
"Bastard," Yang Xiuxian manages to gasp out, before whining loudly as Luo Qingeng squeezes.
Luo Qingeng barks out a short laugh and leans down to capture Yang Xiuxian's lips. He's going to enjoy this.