He focused on his lover's voice as his breathing calmed and his eyes blinked softly.
"I… I'm…"
"Shh," Wang Li shushed softly and wiped tears out of his green eyes, "Stay still."
Ying Yue did. He felt the tug against his rim and he shut his eyes. It felt weird and it hurt, but once the head of his king's thick dick pulled out, he felt like he could breath again. Yet, he felt empty as his hole clenched the air. Wang Li's hands massaged his bare ass cheeks and kissed his lips apologetically.
"I'm sorry, Ah Li. I just… I don't know why-"
Wang Li kissed him once more and turned them to the side. Grabbing both of their manhood, Ying Yue gasped and pressed his face on his husband. He just couldn't help wanting to be closer to his lover, his world.
"Ah! I, I-"
"Come for me, baby."
