Jin Ling thinks that it matters, mostly because he knows that the other feels bad about it.
But it's not something he can think about at all -- he can't think about anything with the way the other is sucking him, feeling him swallow and he had to pull off the other's cock. He sucks in a harsh breath, a sharp moan leaving him before he bit down on his lip, the sounds the other made it was almost too much.
"S...switch," he mumbles because he can't seem to concentrate on keeping himself up and sucking the other's dick at the same time with the other giving him such good attention.
Sizhui blinks—but he chuckles softly before moving to ‘switch’ their positions. He isn’t sure why this had to happen but if Jin Ling wanted it then he could have it.
He’s careful when he gets into position and the view is so different somehow. He ducks down and swipes his tongue along the others length like a cat and hums softly again before he guides him back into his mouth.
Jin Ling would probably not want to explain even if the other asked so at least Sizhui didn't ask. Instead, as the other moved over him he leans up to brush his tongue against his tip his hand moving to the base of his cock again.
The way the other just takes him back down draws a moan and so Jin ling is quick to put his lips around the other's head to muffle the noises that Sizhui draws from him.
Working the others length in his mouth, Sizhui hums and urges his legs further apart. When he pulls free he idly strokes him and ducks down to tease his tongue around his balls; interesting things from this angle. That’s for sure. He wets two fingers and moves them to just tease that outer ring. He has no intentions of moving inside of him—just...stimulate.
His own hips arch downward and he groans as one hand fists the sheets below. But he quickly slides himself back into his mouth all the same. Tracing and sucking, letting saliva drip along the side.
The other's mouth is driving him crazy, even when his cock slips free of it and the other's tongue explores elsewhere he whimpers around the other's thick cock. He grips the base still trying to focus on bobbing his head up and down, continuing to suck him but god...
There's a louder moan around the cock when the other's fingers tease him, it's sensitive and he squirms a little the muscle spasming a little.
There's a slight gagging when the other's hips move downward when he's already moving to take him deeper and Jin Ling swallows and pulls off of cock with a brief cough before he's wrapping his lips back around it, more ready to anticipate the other's hips moving next time.
The gag shouldn’t have been sexy. It should have prompted some sort of apology or worry but Sizhui found it sexy instead for some reason.
He was careful, slowly rolling into his mouth this time, timing it a little differently to urge him on.
His damp fingers teased; stroking, spreading him slightly and tapping against him with the pads of his fingers. The others cock was cradled in his mouth; the tip of his tongue sliding over the smooth slit and smearing every glistening bite of precum before swallowing it with a pleasant hum.
Sex was complicated. This...was fun. And it felt so good.
Jin Ling worked with the movement of the other's hips to keep from gagging again, to hopefully make it feel all the better for Sizhui as he sucks at him, tongue pressing to the tip now and then teasing it before taking him down again. He still can't figure out how to take him all the way in without choking but he's going to figure it out one way or another.
Almost more than the other's mouth the other's fingers were drawing out embarrassing sounds, sounds that are hardly muffled enough even with Jin Ling's mouth full. The sensitive ring continues to spasm, his hips lifting and squirming and staying still felt impossible with the overwhelming amount of sensation from the other's mouth to his fingers.
Sizhui can fee Jin Ling finding a good pace with him but his mouth feels so good. Too good. The sick, wet heat and the texture of his tongue, rougher in the back causes him to moan and press deeper into his mouth. He doesn’t linger too long but gods.
His own mouth moves to swallow around the others smaller length briefly before he pulls off to stroke him faster. His tongue flicking curiously over the tip of him; back and forth and his other hand continues to tap against the others entrance as he puffs against his length. His heart is hammering and he can feel himself getting closer and closer, the tension pulling tight with every suck from the others mouth.
Jin Ling gags a little around him again when the other presses deeper, his throat tightening and he manages not to cough or have to pull off of his cock this time. There's something about it that's hot, the other thrusting into his mouth that way...
He focuses on keeping a good rhythm for the other, his hands going to the other's hips and gripping them though he's not trying to control them at all.
There's a moment though with all the sensation the other is giving him, the fingers on his entrance, the other's hand, his mouth... the other's cock pops out of his mouth lewdly and his head drops back as his hips arch. He couldn't stop it when it hit the orgasm coming fast and intense and the cry of the other's name definitely, definitely too loud -- hopefully no one else was in the suite.
It was a mystery — maybe instincts? — why but when the others hips arch; Sizhui wraps his mouth around him again. The initial sensation, the taste, is startling but he swallows and eventually it just sort of eases out of him. His fingers move in slow circles against the others entrance and he idly strokes him until he’s finished.
The taste lingers on his tongue when he pulls back and he licks him once more before pushing himself up completely to shift off and look him over. His lips feel swollen and pink but he doesn’t care. Jin Ling looks more relaxed than he ever has.
Jin Ling's body had tensed up during his orgasm even as the other's fingers continued moving at his entrance. Everything felt so good, it felt like so much. He hadn't expected Sizhui to take him back in his mouth and yet it felt right to come in his mouth. He's breathing heavily as the other moves off.
Sizhui looks good and lazily Jin Ling eventually rolls onto his stomach, his fingers wrapping around the other's cock as he comes closer to him. He's still feeling kind of dazed with pleasure.
Even without a release thus far, Sizhui is content. He watches Jin Ling roll over and reaches to smooth his hand over the others skin before moving it to glide his fingers into the others hair instead to guide his mouth back where he wants him.
Jin Ling looks up at Sizhui as the other's fingers slid into his hair. He makes a soft sound at it and lets the other guide him. He parts his lips as he takes the other's cock back into his mouth, starting to pick up where he had left off wanting to make the other feel just as good.
His eyes lid slowly thanks to that look and he leans back on his free hand but the other one remains in Jin Lings hair. They twist around a bit, stroking and offering idle tugs before he tries to push him further down on his cock.
Jin Ling makes a quiet sound as the other's hand tugs at his hair, pleasure sparking even though he feels so sated and it still makes him ache. He follows the pushing, taking Sizhui further into his mouth, closing his eyes as he sucks on his cock, tongue pressing against the underside of it as he took it in.
Sizhui watches him lazily. It’s strangely beautiful to see the others face so relaxed, so full of him. His hips roll a few times trying to urge him to take him deeper without having to outright shove his face down onto him.
His hand does eventually stray from the others hair to feel along his back. Tracing the little bumps of spine and the warm lean muscles beneath flesh.
“Mmmn—-faster, Rulan...” he breathes as quietly as he can manage.
Jin Ling takes the hint and he takes Sizhui down as deep as he can, letting the other's cock slide between his lips as he moved. His hands rested on the other's thighs as he went down on him, letting himself enjoy the way he's being touched while he works.
Eager to please, he starts to move faster which leads to not taking him as deep but he doesn't let up even as his jaw starts to ache a little. He looks up at Sizhui as his head moves downward, moaning softly around his cock.
He had been close before, and it wasn’t taking that much effort to bring him back to that brink. Especially when Jin Ling was looking at him like that.
Rolling his hips a few more times he swallowed hard and then it just felt like everything was coming undone at once. Fingers delved back into the others hair and tugged him in warning before he had to bite his lip just to muffle the moan that came with his release. Everything felt too hot and all of his muscles trembled faintly with a train of low whimpers until he was finished.
Jin Ling doesn't pull back even when the other tugs at his hair. The other hadn't and so he wouldn't. he kept sucking, swallowing around his cock as the other came. He bobs his head shallowly until the other's orgasm is over before letting his cock slip slowly from his lips, a string of come or saliva dragging from his lip before he realized it and reached up to wipe at his mouth.
Jin Ling doesn’t get that far. The moment the other pulls off of him, Sizhui pushes him back over onto his back and crawls over him; sliding into a hungry kiss. The taste of him on the others tongue doesn’t bother him. Not even a tiny bit. He just...
...wants him. To kiss him. To touch him. To stay close to him.
He breaks the kiss to lightly lick the small mess from the others chin before offering him one more softer kiss. Their noses brush and he slowly looks down over his face, smiling lazily.
Jin Ling makes a sound of surprise when all too quickly he found himself beneath the other again without even realizing what was happening. He moans as the other kisses him and he can still taste himself on Sizhui as well and it's weird... but not enough that he would pull away from him to break the kiss.
"Mmm..." he exhales as the other starts to lick his chin and his ears go pink again before kissing him back. His hands coming up to the other's sides as he lets himself nuzzle Sizhui a little.
"Your room is a bad idea," he says now that he can sort of think again.
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But it's not something he can think about at all -- he can't think about anything with the way the other is sucking him, feeling him swallow and he had to pull off the other's cock. He sucks in a harsh breath, a sharp moan leaving him before he bit down on his lip, the sounds the other made it was almost too much.
"S...switch," he mumbles because he can't seem to concentrate on keeping himself up and sucking the other's dick at the same time with the other giving him such good attention.
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What did he mean switch? Switch what?
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He’s careful when he gets into position and the view is so different somehow. He ducks down and swipes his tongue along the others length like a cat and hums softly again before he guides him back into his mouth.
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The way the other just takes him back down draws a moan and so Jin ling is quick to put his lips around the other's head to muffle the noises that Sizhui draws from him.
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His own hips arch downward and he groans as one hand fists the sheets below. But he quickly slides himself back into his mouth all the same. Tracing and sucking, letting saliva drip along the side.
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There's a louder moan around the cock when the other's fingers tease him, it's sensitive and he squirms a little the muscle spasming a little.
There's a slight gagging when the other's hips move downward when he's already moving to take him deeper and Jin Ling swallows and pulls off of cock with a brief cough before he's wrapping his lips back around it, more ready to anticipate the other's hips moving next time.
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He was careful, slowly rolling into his mouth this time, timing it a little differently to urge him on.
His damp fingers teased; stroking, spreading him slightly and tapping against him with the pads of his fingers. The others cock was cradled in his mouth; the tip of his tongue sliding over the smooth slit and smearing every glistening bite of precum before swallowing it with a pleasant hum.
Sex was complicated. This...was fun. And it felt so good.
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Almost more than the other's mouth the other's fingers were drawing out embarrassing sounds, sounds that are hardly muffled enough even with Jin Ling's mouth full. The sensitive ring continues to spasm, his hips lifting and squirming and staying still felt impossible with the overwhelming amount of sensation from the other's mouth to his fingers.
He's not sure he could last much longer even.
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His own mouth moves to swallow around the others smaller length briefly before he pulls off to stroke him faster. His tongue flicking curiously over the tip of him; back and forth and his other hand continues to tap against the others entrance as he puffs against his length. His heart is hammering and he can feel himself getting closer and closer, the tension pulling tight with every suck from the others mouth.
“More...”
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He focuses on keeping a good rhythm for the other, his hands going to the other's hips and gripping them though he's not trying to control them at all.
There's a moment though with all the sensation the other is giving him, the fingers on his entrance, the other's hand, his mouth... the other's cock pops out of his mouth lewdly and his head drops back as his hips arch. He couldn't stop it when it hit the orgasm coming fast and intense and the cry of the other's name definitely, definitely too loud -- hopefully no one else was in the suite.
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The taste lingers on his tongue when he pulls back and he licks him once more before pushing himself up completely to shift off and look him over. His lips feel swollen and pink but he doesn’t care. Jin Ling looks more relaxed than he ever has.
It’s cute.
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Sizhui looks good and lazily Jin Ling eventually rolls onto his stomach, his fingers wrapping around the other's cock as he comes closer to him. He's still feeling kind of dazed with pleasure.
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His hand does eventually stray from the others hair to feel along his back. Tracing the little bumps of spine and the warm lean muscles beneath flesh.
“Mmmn—-faster, Rulan...” he breathes as quietly as he can manage.
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Eager to please, he starts to move faster which leads to not taking him as deep but he doesn't let up even as his jaw starts to ache a little. He looks up at Sizhui as his head moves downward, moaning softly around his cock.
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Rolling his hips a few more times he swallowed hard and then it just felt like everything was coming undone at once. Fingers delved back into the others hair and tugged him in warning before he had to bite his lip just to muffle the moan that came with his release. Everything felt too hot and all of his muscles trembled faintly with a train of low whimpers until he was finished.
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...wants him. To kiss him. To touch him. To stay close to him.
He breaks the kiss to lightly lick the small mess from the others chin before offering him one more softer kiss. Their noses brush and he slowly looks down over his face, smiling lazily.
“You should sneak in more often, Rulan...”
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"Mmm..." he exhales as the other starts to lick his chin and his ears go pink again before kissing him back. His hands coming up to the other's sides as he lets himself nuzzle Sizhui a little.
"Your room is a bad idea," he says now that he can sort of think again.
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He steals another kiss and chuckles softly against his mouth, “I really liked that.”
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"Mm... I'd hope so..."
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