[ The pleasure as his breath gets cut off almost entirely is enough to push him over the edge. He comes hard inside of Nie Huaisang, but any noise he'd make is stifled into a ragged groan. The world starts to fade into a swirl of colors as his sensitivity to pleasure seems to be heightened, and his sensitivity to pain disappears entirely.
He can't even tell if he passed out for a moment or stayed conscious the whole time, but Xue Yang gives a sharp, unconscious gasp when those fingers finally let up again. His vision recovers, perhaps a bit slowly, but it isn't long before Nie Huaisang comes back into focus in front of him. On his throat there's the lingering remnants of a pain that never bothered him even when he felt it.
He gives a breathless laugh, then clenches and loosens his grip for a moment. ]
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He can't even tell if he passed out for a moment or stayed conscious the whole time, but Xue Yang gives a sharp, unconscious gasp when those fingers finally let up again. His vision recovers, perhaps a bit slowly, but it isn't long before Nie Huaisang comes back into focus in front of him. On his throat there's the lingering remnants of a pain that never bothered him even when he felt it.
He gives a breathless laugh, then clenches and loosens his grip for a moment. ]
I'm definitely keeping you.
[ That felt really good. ]