[ For a little while, Xue Yang continues to roll his hips, taking his own pace as he pushes up into Shen Qingqiu's hand. But then his control wanes, and his rhythm loses its steadiness.
It's not long after that then Xue Yang's hands clench and his head tips forward. His eyes shut briefly again as he makes a noise deep in his throat, not even caring as he comes in his pants. It's not as if he cares about any stain, and this is supposed to be an orgy anyway, right? ]
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[ For a little while, Xue Yang continues to roll his hips, taking his own pace as he pushes up into Shen Qingqiu's hand. But then his control wanes, and his rhythm loses its steadiness.
It's not long after that then Xue Yang's hands clench and his head tips forward. His eyes shut briefly again as he makes a noise deep in his throat, not even caring as he comes in his pants. It's not as if he cares about any stain, and this is supposed to be an orgy anyway, right? ]