Wang Li smiled and kissed him again before entering his pulsing pucker. Groaning as his lover fill him, he rolled his hips as he went. His king groped his ass and the thrust told him his husband enjoyed being inside him as much as he enjoyed being filled. Biting his bottom lip, he began moving watching the way silver eyes dilated and closed. He twerked his hips and watched his husband's parted lips as panting escaped that hot mouth.
"Want to come again, my love," Wang Li breathed out thrusting faster into him.
"I… I don't need to," Ying Yue gasped and moaned, "I just… want you to feel good."
Wang Li stopped suddenly and he whimpered before lips kissed it away. He felt the world tilt, until he felt the bed against his side. Still connected, Wang Li just stared at him with an intensity like a fox to a hen. He blinked his golden eyes slowly at his husband and wondered why they stopped.
"Ah Li?"
