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juhua: (san lang | at ease)

[personal profile] juhua 2025-02-02 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
[ between the fluttering movements of her tongue and the vibration of her voice and the occasional suction of her lips around his clit, hua cheng is an absolute wreck, more undone than he thinks he's ever been and they're only just getting started. he'll apologize for pulling her hair, later, but right now it's all he can do, holding her mouth right there, right there, almost afraid to move for fear of ruining the steady build of pleasure that lances through him, white-hot, static in the back of his head as his eyes roll back and his head tips to the side, mouth open, panting nonsense— ]

Fuck, Nami, just there, please please please don't stop oh fuck I'm close, I'm—right—there, ah, gods I'm coming—I'm coming

[ —and orgasm breaks over him like a thunderstorm. he gasps and his fingers flex and his thighs quiver and hua cheng gushes wet over nami's face, his cunt clenching tight and then shivering into a series of rippling aftershocks that leave him shaking and gasping for air he doesn't even need.

and it doesn't stop, does it? or rather, nami doesn't stop, her tongue continuing to work against his clit through every second of his orgasm and then past it, until hua cheng's moans go pitchy and breathless and every flick of her tongue makes him seize with oversensitivity. he endures it as long as he can, but eventually instinct forces him to squirm away, panting and flushed all over. ]


Oh, gods, [ hua cheng manages, laughing helplessly, his limbs filled with a kind of post-orgasmic giddiness he rarely feels as a man. ] Oh, fuck me. Your tongue must be some kind of weapon, xiaojie, I think you've slain me...

[ no, not even close, he'll be ready for round three in a second. even now, hua cheng pushes himself up to sitting again and looks down at nami, his gaze hot and hungry as he looks down between her legs to see whether she's made herself come yet. he hopes she hasn't—it's always such a pleasure to see, after all. ]
juhua: (san lang | sneaking glances)

[personal profile] juhua 2025-02-25 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
[ the rejoinder makes hua cheng laugh aloud. ]

Somehow, that feels like an understatement. [ not the part about his cunt being delicious, hua cheng has no particular opinion on that himself, but judging by the enthusiasm with which nami ate him out he can tell that she enjoys the task tremendously.

he pushes his hair out of his face to give himself a better view of nami between his thighs, then does as he's told as one of her fingers slides carefully inside him. although hua cheng as a man has always been resistant to having anything inside him, save for his husband, it feels different as a woman, as though his body craves that fullness alongside the rest of the pleasure nami is lavishing upon him.

his hips move slowly at first, indulging in the brand new sensation of being fucked this way. they're shallow, almost exploratory movements, until hua cheng finds an angle that works and sends a frisson of pleasure down his spine; at that point, he braces his hands more fully on the surface he's sitting on so he can move with more purpose. ]
juhua: (san lang | got you now)

[personal profile] juhua 2025-03-07 05:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah, gods, [ hua cheng murmurs, breathless, a little amused for no other reason than the pleasure is making him loopy. the thickness of two fingers is even better than just one, and the sensation of fullness is intoxicating, has him tipping his head back on a soft moan as he continues to fuck himself. ] You do know what you're doing...

[ but hua cheng can already tell it's going to be frustrating shortly. with his own movements he can't achieve the kind of depth and intensity he craves, and as good as it feels, there's something missing, something that makes his back arch and his thighs tense before he eventually exhales a short sigh. ]

Give it to me harder, [ he says, sounding honestly a little petulant as he opens his eyes to look down at nami. ] Please, xiaojie...

[ after all, the slow heat of orgasm is beginning to build inside him again, but it feels different somehow—hotter, but less quick to reach its peak. he'll need an assist from her if he's intending to get there. ]
juhua: (18+ | even more than that)

[personal profile] juhua 2025-03-17 09:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[ every time nami sucks on his clit, it makes hua cheng's thighs jump in the most pleasurable way. it's dizzyingly good, every single time—especially when combined with the third finger she presses inside him, making his cunt stretch pleasantly around the intrusion. the girth of three fingers is different than two, and this is a pointed reminder, enough to make his back curve as his shoulders come forward, his hips twitching helplessly into the touch.

it doesn't take long for hua cheng's eyes to fall lidded, focused entirely on the new sensation building inside him. it's a strange kind of heat, much more focused than the pleasure of his previous orgasms, stoked little by little with every pass of nami's tongue and lips over his clit and every stroke of her fingertips deep inside him.

he can hear a sound somewhere, distantly, and it takes a moment for him to realize that it's him: his breath hitching on whimpers of pleasure and need, his whole body strung taut as a guqin string as nami coaxes and coaxes and coaxes him higher and higher still. his head spins, his cunt clenches, hua cheng's hands grip harshly at the edge of the table and make the wood creak under his grip—

and then he comes with a cry that fills the room, his cunt seizing around nami's fingers as he squirts all over her. his cunt gushes hot, clear slick over her fingers and face, and his thighs press to her shoulders, helpless against his body's attempts to close his legs but prevented from doing so by nami being in the way. ]
juhua: (san lang | at ease)

[personal profile] juhua 2025-03-27 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ there's a moment there, somewhere in the middle of nami giving hua cheng what might be the most incredible orgasm he's ever experienced, where he thinks he might genuinely have lost his ability to comprehend human language. he's a creature of nothing but sensation, just a puddle of raw nerves firing at random in twitches and bursts that make his hips twitch and his cunt clench. it's only once he manages to make himself focus on nami as she brings her wet hand up to her mouth that hua cheng finally parses what she's said—although his first answer is, naturally, a low and emphatic moan. ]

Fuck, [ he breathes out, then laughs deliriously. ] Yes. Yes, I suppose it's only fair I let you ruin me the way I like to ruin you.

[ but they both know it's not just fairness that motivates him. hua cheng's desire is real, and it's evident in his gaze when he manages to pick his head up again to look down at nami between his legs. ]

Here? Or shall we move to a bed?