[ The roughness is all taken in stride and appreciated. Xue Yang responds with pleased gasps and jerks of his hips up against Nie Huaisang's body as each sensation just builds on top of the others in a way that doesn't really register as painful. Not even the rough motions up and down on his cock are enough to give him any more than the high he gets from feeling someone try to break past his tolerance and fail.
As someone with too many enemies, he should perhaps be more wary of someone pressing fingers against his throat. But the last time Xue Yang was being threatened by one of the Nie, it was with a saber to his neck, and even then he took it without flinching.
Considering everything else Nie Huaisang is doing to him, considering Xue Yang's possessiveness at the moment, he doesn't just accept but welcome the slight pressure. The hand in his hair already has his head pulled back but he lets his eyes slip half-shut and presses his throat into that touch, encouraging it. ]
Fuck. That's good.
[ It comes out slightly strained, but obviously aroused. ]
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As someone with too many enemies, he should perhaps be more wary of someone pressing fingers against his throat. But the last time Xue Yang was being threatened by one of the Nie, it was with a saber to his neck, and even then he took it without flinching.
Considering everything else Nie Huaisang is doing to him, considering Xue Yang's possessiveness at the moment, he doesn't just accept but welcome the slight pressure. The hand in his hair already has his head pulled back but he lets his eyes slip half-shut and presses his throat into that touch, encouraging it. ]
Fuck. That's good.
[ It comes out slightly strained, but obviously aroused. ]