Despite his provocations, it was Chu Yun who came first, tightening a fist around the base of his cock when he felt the knot form. Xiao Zai caught his choked off moan and redoubled the speed of his thrusts. The next moment Chu Yun was coming all over himself, struggling to keep his fingers tight around the knot.
Xiao Zai's fingers joined his, squeezing tightly, milking Chu Yun for all he was worth and making his insides convulse with the the aftershocks of his orgasm. It didn't take long for Xiao Zai to follow after him with a delighted moan, spilling inside him and locking it all in place.
Chu Yun felt wrung dry, as if he'd been exercising for hours.
Suddenly, Xiao Zai curled one hand around his waist and pulled him against his chest as he stood up from the throne. Chu Yun let out a startled yelp and wrapped his legs tighter around Xiao Zai's hips.
"What are you doing?" he hissed into Xiao Zai's ear, threatening to bite him.
