Jin Ling bit back a moan as the other's tongue slid over his cock and his hands dug into the bedding beneath himself.
"It's...not little..." Jin Ling mumbles defensively, flushing bright red at the words, knowing they're true and how come he even liked Sizhui saying that?
“It is, and I love that,” Sizhui murmured lowly and rolled his tongue against him again. A gentle swipe and then he easily pulled him all the way into his mouth with a languid groan.
In a way he got more pleasure in this than he did having his own sucked. Was that weird? Probably. But he felt like he could do this for hours if he was allowed. Just the idea of letting the other get soft just to do this all over again was so appealing.
“Can I just do this whenever I want?..” he smirked as he pulled off and idly stroked him a few times, “Please?”
Jin Ling glares at Sizhui a little. "It's...perfectly normal sized," Jin Ling protested again even though it's not. He knows it's not but he's prideful and it's embarrassing and yet he's still moaning as the other's taking him down again, his head falling back against the pillow.
"Mm," Jin Ling blinks, staring at Sizhui and then he slowly nods in agreement. How would anyone say no to that?
With permission granted, Sizhui smiles and moves a few warm kisses over the apex of the others thighs before drawing his length back into his mouth. He sucks languidly at him, bobbing slow enough to enjoy the feel of him dragging along his tongue.
A pleased (almost rumble) sound vibrates from his throat and he swallows the now familiar mixture of saliva and pre-cum. The longer he lingers the more he settles down against the bedding and curls his arms around the others thighs to keep him there.
Jin Ling closes his eyes as the other starts to suck him again. His hands brush over the other's strong shoulder, curling into his hair. He's mostly quiet until the other makes a noise and he lets out a quiet whimper, hips shifting at the added stimulation.
This is more than he ever even thought possible for himself. Everything feels like it disappears and the only things his senses can focus on are Jin Ling. He moans around him and slowly pulls off to run his tongue along his balls. Teasing between and around his sac just to see what reaction he could get. This was all still so new...
Jin Ling whimpers, his hips arching and the other's moan around his cock is just almost too much, too good. It's almost a relief when the other pulls back from his cock, tongue elsewhere. One of his hands grasped at the corner of the pillow beneath his head, at the continued attention to sac.
“Good,” he repeats softly and licks two of his fingers briefly just for some slick before he slowly rubs and teases over the others entrance again, “...would...do you think it would feel good if I used my mouth here, too?”
Jin Ling tenses a little when the other rubs at his entrance. It feels good but it still makes him nervous, like a muscle memory remembering how much it'd hurt before. But that... felt good and made him squirm, made his cock ache.
"M...maybe...but why would you want to do that..." Jin Ling flushes.
“I’m just...curious...to see if the warmth of my tongue would feel better to you than just fingers,” Sizhui licked his bottom lip and peered up at the other. He looked so good flushed and vulnerable like this. Completely his.
Jin Ling swallows and the other's words make his entrance spasm a little as if in anticipation. he bites his lip before he nods. He just can't imagine someone wanting to put their mouth there but the idea still turns him on somehow.
Jin Ling does want this even if there's something a bit embarrassing about it and very, very vulnerable when the other readjusts him, leaving him exposed to him. He bites his lip, full of nerves and trying not to feel so vulnerable but maybe he is just going to have to get used to feeling that way with Sizhui.
Instead of verbally responding he tests it out for himself. The lick is slow and gentle at first but he isn’t sure what he’s expecting. It isn’t bad. There is nothing offensive or anything like that. So he does it again with the full flat of his tongue this time.
Granted he does think it’s strange but it’s not unpleasant at all. If this were a stranger there was no way he would be doing this. Or even thinking about it. But from what he had read; people found it...nice.
Jin Ling inhales sharply as the other's tongue presses against the very sensitive skin, the ring of muscle tightening at the sensation and it made his legs instinctively want to press together with the intensity of the new feeling. He whimpers at the second lick, biting down on his bottom lip.
"Hng," he whimpers, closing his eyes. Something like that shouldn't feel so good.
All good reactions once Jin Ling had relaxed into it. Sizhui hummed and found a set of patterns that he pressed, brushed and sucked against the others entrance. Each one was testing so he could gauge which he liked best.
Eventually though he did lick a path back up to swallow the other teens length again. The moment he was pressed against his tongue the more he moaned around him. The muscles in his shoulder rolled over bone and he ran a hand up to brush his fingertips along the others bottom lip.
Jin Ling bit down harder on his lip as the other experimented and everything feels so ... good, overwhelmingly good and it's difficult not to make noises that would be way too loud, that would get them caught in such a compromising position. And Jin Ling is very compromised at the moment. Each thing that Sizhui tried is just as good as everything else the pleasure hitting him different ways but his body utterly responsive and greedy for more even if Jin Ling half turned his face into the pillow.
Jin Ling choked on a sob as the other took his length again and he's already getting so worked up. In this position there's less he can do movement wise, when he wants to arch it ends up more of a wiggle. But his lips part at the brush of fingertips on his abused lip, a strangled moan leaving him, something that almost sounds like please.
Utterly beautiful. Every reaction the other have him was just so beautiful. The way his body arched and wriggled. Sizhui slowly let the others legs fall over his shoulder, letting him relax a bit more as he doubled his efforts over his cock. Sucking and rolling his tongue with an inpatient fervor.
It's a bit more comfortable as his legs settle over the other's shoulder but he's still so exposed and the other's tongue just... He presses his arm over his mouth, teeth pressing into it to keep himself from making far too many loud noises. Still managing to be worried that someone might here them and that would just be too much for Jin Ling to stand.
He keeps his eyes closed, muffled sounds coming out against his arm.
"Use.. a finger," he mumbles, getting even redder as he makes the request if that were possible.
Parts of Sizhui tense at the command but it’s just one finger. He won’t use more than that. Even if Jin Ling begged.
Reluctantly, he briefly pulls off of the others length to wet his middle finger; this time it’s wet enough that it drips before he presses it slowly inside of the others body. He takes his time and is careful even as he wraps his mouth around him again to help distract.
Jin Ling wants sex to work, maybe not right now but ... they need to practice, he needs to practice and he thinks ... the finger will feel good with everything else.
He bites his arm again before his hand drops to the bedding as the finger presses inside. It's uncomfortable still, but the other's mouth around him has him moaning. His body is tight around the other's finger and he focuses on relaxing, which the pleasure the other is giving him makes it easier than it would have been otherwise.
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"It's...not little..." Jin Ling mumbles defensively, flushing bright red at the words, knowing they're true and how come he even liked Sizhui saying that?
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In a way he got more pleasure in this than he did having his own sucked. Was that weird? Probably. But he felt like he could do this for hours if he was allowed. Just the idea of letting the other get soft just to do this all over again was so appealing.
“Can I just do this whenever I want?..” he smirked as he pulled off and idly stroked him a few times, “Please?”
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"Mm," Jin Ling blinks, staring at Sizhui and then he slowly nods in agreement. How would anyone say no to that?
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A pleased (almost rumble) sound vibrates from his throat and he swallows the now familiar mixture of saliva and pre-cum. The longer he lingers the more he settles down against the bedding and curls his arms around the others thighs to keep him there.
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“How does this feel? Good? Bad?”
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"Good..." he says shakily. Very good.
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"M...maybe...but why would you want to do that..." Jin Ling flushes.
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He wanted to try.
He wanted to see.
And so he warmly smoothes his hands along the others thighs and pushed his knees closer to his chest so that he was barred to him.
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"You really want to do this?" he murmurs.
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Granted he does think it’s strange but it’s not unpleasant at all. If this were a stranger there was no way he would be doing this. Or even thinking about it. But from what he had read; people found it...nice.
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"Hng," he whimpers, closing his eyes. Something like that shouldn't feel so good.
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Eventually though he did lick a path back up to swallow the other teens length again. The moment he was pressed against his tongue the more he moaned around him. The muscles in his shoulder rolled over bone and he ran a hand up to brush his fingertips along the others bottom lip.
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Jin Ling choked on a sob as the other took his length again and he's already getting so worked up. In this position there's less he can do movement wise, when he wants to arch it ends up more of a wiggle. But his lips part at the brush of fingertips on his abused lip, a strangled moan leaving him, something that almost sounds like please.
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He keeps his eyes closed, muffled sounds coming out against his arm.
"Use.. a finger," he mumbles, getting even redder as he makes the request if that were possible.
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Reluctantly, he briefly pulls off of the others length to wet his middle finger; this time it’s wet enough that it drips before he presses it slowly inside of the others body. He takes his time and is careful even as he wraps his mouth around him again to help distract.
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He bites his arm again before his hand drops to the bedding as the finger presses inside. It's uncomfortable still, but the other's mouth around him has him moaning. His body is tight around the other's finger and he focuses on relaxing, which the pleasure the other is giving him makes it easier than it would have been otherwise.