Yi Chen kissed Zi Han's lips as he pulled back his member before thrusting in a little deeper letting out a contented groan.
"Ah fuck.... ha," groaned Zi Han his voice at a much higher pitch than before.
Yi Chen gently bit his ear lobe and asked, "Do you want me to stop?" the vibrations from his chest transmitted through Zi Han's body stimulating each nerve ending.
Zi Han ran his fingers through Yi Chen's hair and whispered, "continue," his voice raspy and seductive at the same time.
Yi Chen pressed Zi Han's hands above his head with their fingers interlocked together. As he thrust inside that warm place Zi Han's fingers tightened and low enchanting gasps filled the room as Yi Chen swung his hips in long and slow thrusts easing him into it.
Zi Han found the pain a little unbearable but this was what he wanted. The pain tore through his emotional barrier offering him temporary solace.
