Xiang Yu's moans turned into throaty groans as Han Xin's skilled fingers found their way to his nipple, pinching and rolling the sensitive peak. His head fell back, exposing the long line of his neck, and Han Xin took full advantage, kissing and sucking on the delicate skin, leaving a trail of wet, open-mouthed kisses.
"Ah, Xin-ge," Xiang Yu breathed, his eyes fluttering open, only to close again as he focused on the overwhelming sensations. Han Xin's touch was like a brand, searing his skin, leaving him breathless and desperate for more. As Han Xin's fingers teased and tugged at his nipple, Xiang Yu's body arched, his back bowing, offering himself up to his lover's skilled hands.
