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The way his fingers ran down the bare stomach of Eming, Ruoye looked at Eming’s flushed face. He was holding back his moan, embarrassed to let out anything.
“Eming, you know you don’t have to hold your moans, I’d like to hear you,” Ruoye says running circles with his thumb on his hip.
Eming let’s out a stifled moan and shifted under Ruoye. The noise made Ruoye smile, showing his pearly whites to Eming.
“That’s it, like that,”
Ruoye continues to pull down Eming’s shorts and briefs, throwing them off the bed. After that, he reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a bottle of lube and started slicking his hand, eyeing Eming’s hard dick that’s already leaking precum.
“I’ll go slow,” Ruoye states, “at first.”
Eming gasps when Ruoye enters his needy hole with one finger. After that he adds another and soon a third finger. At the third finger, Ruoye was already pummeling his ass with an intense speed, making it hard for Eming to control his moans.
“That’s right, Eming, let me hear you,” Ruoye says.
“Ruoye, wait, I’m about to — hnngg”
“Cum for me, Eming,”
After saying that, spurts of white liquid landed on Eming’s stomach, his legs trembling and breath shaky. Eming was breathing heavily, his head was kind of foggy after his orgasm. Ruoye lightly chuckled at the state of his beloved and pulled his fingers out, seeing how Eming was clenching and unclenching at nothing.
He used the lube and his beloved’s seed to slick up his dick, stroking it until he was satisfied.
Eming, who was still getting his thoughts back together, suddenly felt something poking at his entrance. He looked down and saw Ruoye’s dick in between his cheeks, slicking his dick even more with how wet he is.
“Wait, Ruoye, can we take a few minute break, I’m still sensitive — aghhh”
Eming moaned when Ruoye wrapped his hand around his dick and started to stroke him. “I’m sorry, Eming, I can’t hold back.”
“Ruoye, please, I - I’m still sensitive,” Eming whines.
Ruoye didn’t let up. Instead, he was stroking Eming’s dick harder and faster, feeling it getting harder and just for that, he took this opportunity to enter him so that the tip was in and he eased himself further until he was at the base.
Ruoye clenched his jaw and furrowed his brows when he felt Eming clenching onto him rather tightly, “You’re so tight.”
“Nnghh,” Eming moans when he felt Ruoye started rocking slowly.
Ruoye was still stroking Eming’s dick while he was rocking into him, “you look so pretty, all fucked up with my dick inside of you.”
“Please,” Eming begged.
“Please what?” Ruoye asks, breathe heavy.
“Please fuck me hard,”
“Are you sure? I don’t think I’ll be able to contain myself, I can go easy for now,”
“No, just fuck me hard,” Eming shook his head and groaned against the pillow, his short black hair all tousled up.
Ruoye let go of Eming’s dick and leaned forward, his long white hair falling below, caging Eming, he grabbed both of his hands that were on each side of his head and started picking up speed. Eming’s breath was getting knocked out of his throat at every thrust Ruoye was giving to him.
“Ah!” Eming exclaims when he felt one thrust hit something that made him see stars.
One of Ruoye’s hand went up to Eming’s face, cupping his cheeks rather hard but Eming didn’t feel any discomfort and only pleasure as he was getting wrecked.
“The way you’re clenching around my dick - nnggh - I’m going to absolutely wreck you so you can’t walk for days,”
Hearing that made Eming’s eyes roll in the back of his head as he arched, his torso coming together with Ruoye’s as he cums again, ropes of white liquid staining both his and Ruoye’s stomach.
“Already came twice?” Ruoye chuckled, slowing his thrust but his thrust was hard, “this is just the beginning, Eming, I’m not done yet, we can do this all night, and until the sun comes back up.”
Eming gulps, legs trembling at every strike Ruoye gives in his beaten up hole.
“I - I can’t take it,” Eming says, shaking his head.
Ruoye hushes Eming, comforting him, his thumb wiping away the tears that was threatening to come out. Ruoye pulls out and flipped Eming over so he was laying on his stomach, he pulled his waist up so his ass was in display. Eming, who was still groggy from the last orgasm was wondering what’s about to happen when he felt a long drag of something in between his ass.
Ruoye was eating him out.
“Hnggg, Ruoye, don’t do that, it’s dirty,” Eming whines, shaking his ass to free from Ruoye’s grip but he held him down tighter.
He was about to get up weakly by his arms but Ruoye pushed him back down, he pulls back, “stay.”
And he obeyed.
He continues devouring Eming’s ass as if it’s his last meal. Eming who’s upper body was laying flat on the bed while his lower half is stuck up high, he was still moaning messily, hands gripping the bed sheet in a deathly grip.
Drool began to pool out of Eming’s mouth when Ruoye was eating him out in all the right places. His body was shaking, eyes barely focusing at the bedroom wall when stars began to pop up in his sight again.
A few work of his tongue and Eming came undone.
Ruoye didn’t let Eming rest before he stuck his dick into him, yet again, as he started a painful but pleasurable pace.
“Ah ah ah,” Eming voiced out.
Ruoye picked up Eming by the waist and hoisted him up so he was on his knees in front of him. One of his hand gripping his elbow while the other one was holding him by the neck.
Eming could feel Ruoye’s warm breath fanning his ear, his huffs rung his head, “I told you I wouldn’t be able to hold myself back. This is what you wanted, Eming, and I gladly gave it to you, so take it.”
Eming didn’t think it was going to be this energy draining. He could feel where Ruoye was hitting him. The position made him go even deeper, literally feeling him in the gut. He looked down and saw that he was right. A form of a bulge could be seen, forming and deforming signifying each thrust Ruoye was doing.
“You see how well you can take me?” Ruoye chuckles, grabbing Eming’s hand and placing it on his stomach where he can feel each thrust, making him whine.
“Mmm, it feels so good,” he says, his eyes closed, feeling Ruoye’s dick through the bulge of his stomach.
Just then, Eming could hear Ruoye’s ragged breath, knowing he’s getting close. With a help of him, he clenched, earning a loud groan out of Ruoye as he stills. Eming could feel warmth filling up his ass, he moans along with Ruoye when he was still thrusting, making sure his seed was emptied inside of his beloved before pulling out.
Ruoye let go of Eming, resulting in him to fall forward back down on the bed with a THUD. Ruoye eyed Eming, lust still evident on his face, as he saw Eming’s back covered in sweat, his shoulders rising up and down rapidly. His black hair shining as it’s covered in sweat.
Eming didn’t move. He was sore from down below that if he moved, he would not be able to handle the pain.
And Ruoye knows.
Ruoye carefully turned Eming over on his back and was left limped.
“Ruoye, I can’t,” Eming sniffles.
Ruoye hushes Eming and gently stroked his thighs, “you’re still hard, Eming, let me take care of you while you lay still, okay?”
Ruoye gently spread Eming’s legs and heard him groan in pain, “it’s okay, Eming, I’ll help ease it,” he says as he continues to stroke the inside of his thighs, “just close your eyes.”
And he did.
When Ruoye saw that Eming obediently closed his eyes, he bent down, giving the head of Eming’s dick a kiss, earning a shiver from his beloved. A smile went up to his face and he licked under the shaft from the base up to the tip. Eming was a little smaller than an average dick but that didn’t stop Ruoye from wrapping his mouth around the head and engulfing it in one go. Eming stiffened and Ruoye went back to soothing the inside of Eming’s thigh with one hand while the other stroked him as he bobbed his head. Eming relaxed a bit, arching his back as his eyes are still closed but his mouth was gaped open in a silent moan.
Ruoye pinned a strand of hair behind his ear so it was out of his way and took the pillar all the way down his throat one last time before he popped it out his mouth. He licked it like a lollipop, sucking on the tip every now and then and went back to taking the cock in his mouth but only halfway in.
Eming could feel a jumble of warmth in the pit of his stomach.
He was close.
Eming grumbled under his breath and squeezed his eyes shut, chest heaving as he’s almost close to cumming.
“Ruoye, I’m about to cum, I - nnghh - I’m gonna cum,” Eming cries.
Ruoye took back his dick in his mouth and felt something filling the back of his throat. Ruoye wasn’t one with a gag reflex and taking all of Eming in his mouth felt like an accomplishment as he fills his whole mouth with his lovely liquid.
He continued to milk Eming, making sure there were no drops left to waste and secured his cum in his mouth, not swallowing it yet.
Ruoye crawled up to Eming so that they were face to face, his legs on each side of Eming. Eming, who could barely open his eyes due to being tired but still forced himself awake to see Ruoye smiling down at him. He opened his mouth and saw his cum painted in every area of his mouth.
“Would you like a taste of yourself?”
Without letting him answer, Ruoye leaned down and kissed Eming, he opened his mouth and Ruoye felt Eming’s tongue on him, having a taste of his own seed. Eming moaned and so did Ruoye. Both of their tongues fighting for dominance at the taste of cum. Ruoye bit Eming’s bottom lip before pulling away as he breathes hard, gulping down the substance that was left in his mouth and saw Eming doing the same thing.
He smiled and leaned back down, laying on top of Eming, giving him several pecks on the face.
“I hope you know I’m still not done with you but I’ll give you a break,” Ruoye winked at him.
Eming’s lips were swollen from the make out session and his eyes widened at what Ruoye said, oh no.