Damn you! Go to hell!
Hua Hua felt awkward and anxious, desperately wanting to escape, so he bent one leg and tried not too gently to break free from Ling Yin, but was grabbed by the arm and forcefully pulled into an embrace. He roared arrogantly, "Let go!"
Ling Yin looked at him deeply, "Are you sober now?"
He said it, yet didn’t release him, nor did he stop his actions.
In each other’s eyes, they reflected the image of the other, staring intently.
Like a confrontation, more like attraction, drowning deeper.
If it were a normal day, Hua Hua would have loved to pick up his phone and knock out the person in front, then run away. But at this mont, his body didn’t struggle, as n are indeed creatures of sensation, indulging in pleasure for a while. Being played with skillfully by Ling Yin, his body was relaxed, experiencing a strange sensation that made him unwilling to stop.
After all, n are not won!
Not so pretentious!
Eagerly desiring enjoynt below the waist.
"Comfortable?"
Ling Yin ignited a fla at his ear again.
Hua Hua half-closed his eyes, like a beautiful fox pretending to nap, leaning against his shoulder, letting out a cold snort. He tried hard to close his eyes and forget what was happening at that mont, but felt how could he not resist temptation? Feeling dissatisfied in his heart, he thought of opening his mouth and biting hard on Ling Yin’s shoulder until he tasted blood.
"Why so violent?"
Ling Yin’s muffled groan finally made him feel the world was fair!
But he was also afraid, the hot and hard guy below the other man’s waist, in that brief mont he even dread, the next second this man would pin him down, press him, and then... nightmare!
Alarm bells rang loudly, and his body tensed up again!
"Hua Hua," Ling Yin held him more gently, blowing hot air by his ear, "if you’re not willing, I won’t touch you, don’t be nervous."
"...You said it!"
"Yes, I said it." Treating him as a precious gem, how could Ling Yin bear to ruin him, especially when he was half-drunk, who knows if he’d strangle him once he sobers up.
n are most likely to ss up after getting drunk because the desire of the body is uncontrollable. Whatever they want to do at this ti is mostly without conscious control.
Ling Yin looked at him, terrifyingly rational!
He wanted to give him a peak of release, yet it wasn’t so easy to let him feel satisfied.
Hua Hua complained in his heart: Only a ghost would believe that! Unless you’re impotent!
............
This was an ineffable ti, Hua Hua was tortured by desire almost to madness, hanging high up but unable to reach the peak, like fireworks that had risen but hadn’t yet blossod into brilliant colors.
He felt he needed to completely bloom.
Desperately wishing to urge Ling Yin.
Feeling extrely vexed inside, his hair was soaked with sweat, yet he couldn’t bring himself to beg!
Could only bear it with tightly closed eyes.
Face, increasingly flushed;
Inside his body, currents surged;
Until... "Ling Yin."
"Hm?"
"..."
"What are you thinking? Tell ."
"..." Hua Hua wanted to imdiately bite his own tongue or stab him with a knife, whichever option seed better than the current mont.
Yet Ling Yin remained like a patient master.
With a hint of teasing tone: "Hua Hua, what do you want, say it."
Say your damn sister! Dammit, "Hurry up!!!!!!!" His lifelong reputation was ruined in an instant!
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