[ It's enough to take his breath away. The tight, tight pressure on such a sensitive part of him finally starts to get through his pain tolerance, pulling a grunt from him when Suzaku is seated fully on him. It doesn't wipe the grin from his face, but it does make it harder for him to say anything. He grips Suzaku's hips as he adjusts to the feeling, but then suddenly Suzaku is moving, and the hot friction combines pain and pleasure in a way that gets an honest groan from Xue Yang. ]
Fuck, that's--good... [ He gives a breathless laugh and snaps his hips up to meet Suzaku's motions, then again, starting to establish an unsteady rhythm. ] Shit...
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Fuck, that's--good... [ He gives a breathless laugh and snaps his hips up to meet Suzaku's motions, then again, starting to establish an unsteady rhythm. ] Shit...