He didn't wait for a response. He pushed in, one long, relentless slide that had Guiying's arms buckling, his face pressing into the mattress as a guttural moan was torn from his chest.
The new angle let Liuxian reach even deeper, and Guiying's vision swam, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes.
"Oh my god." His voice was muffled by the sheets. "Oh my god, you're so deep. I can feel you in my stomach. Liuxian, I can feel you in my stomach. "
Liuxian's hands tightened on his hips, fingers dimpling the flesh. "Good. I want you to feel me everywhere."
He began to move, not with the slow, grinding rhythm from before, but with something more urgent.
His hips snapped forward, the slap of skin against skin loud in the quiet room.
Guiying's moans pitched higher, his fingers clawing at the sheets, searching for purchase as Liuxian fucked into him with deep, rolling strokes.
Then Liuxian's mouth descended on his spine.
