[Xiao Xingchen swallows hard-- the way his friend acts appears as though he'd been deprived and needing this during all of the time the Augur spent bringing him back to life. Was he given an aphrodisiac? It couldn't have been in the pastries or the tea, but it'd also make no sense to start later.
Though he doesn't care to think that deeply about it now.
With more urgency, the third finger joins the other two, the combination of his friend's need and the many days they've spent together making him feel loose enough to take him without much more effort.
He pulls out his fingers and takes his own cock in hand, coating it with the same lube. Hopefully it's enough, as he lines himself up and presses inside, a low moan by the man's ear once he's seated inside and wrapped in that familiar heat. A faint thought passes through his mind, wondering why it feels so much longer than it really has been since he last felt this...]
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Though he doesn't care to think that deeply about it now.
With more urgency, the third finger joins the other two, the combination of his friend's need and the many days they've spent together making him feel loose enough to take him without much more effort.
He pulls out his fingers and takes his own cock in hand, coating it with the same lube. Hopefully it's enough, as he lines himself up and presses inside, a low moan by the man's ear once he's seated inside and wrapped in that familiar heat. A faint thought passes through his mind, wondering why it feels so much longer than it really has been since he last felt this...]