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[personal profile] fanoperator 2024-03-08 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
[Huaisang gasps happily as James' thumb pushes deeper, cupping his balls in a warm palm. His cock throbs in response, appreciative, and his hips jerk up into it, grinding against James' hand with a greedy moan.]

I was desperate for your cock up my ass the moment you walked in, [Huaisang flirts, hips quickening as he grinds back against against James' hand, increasingly losing his focus as James plays with him.] Ah--definitely all the more desperate every minute.
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[personal profile] fanoperator 2024-03-15 02:14 pm (UTC)(link)
No patience, only begging, [Huaisang replies, with a breathy laugh. He presses his cheek down against the soft fabric of the ottoman, eyes squeezing shut as he keens with pleasure every time James rubs against his prostate. Whatever's happening on the TV is completely forgotten, all his attention focused on his partner.]

Feels so good, sir. You're so good to me.
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[personal profile] fanoperator 2024-03-19 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Why not? [Huaisang is surprised by the comment, glancing back to blink at James, though he's distracted back into a moan as James' thumb is replaced by two fingers.]

Thought you liked praise, [Huaisang says, more breathy as he tries to get the words out despite being deeply distracted as James' fingers move deeper, faster, fucking into him and making him still more impatient for more.] Ah--fuck--sir. [Huaisang keens, only barely keeping additional begging behind his teeth for now while James keeps fingering him open.]
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[personal profile] fanoperator 2024-03-22 07:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[Huaisang gives a soft, breathy laugh and shakes his head a little.] I don't think you're selfless. [It's hard to talk--or even think--while James is working him over, but this is something that Huaisang considers important.] I think you're a man who doesn't break his toys. [Huaisang is happy to be treated like a toy--wants and seeks it--as long as he feels like a valued toy. James more than meets Huaisang's criteria for that.

From their brief acquaintance, he doesn't think that James puts much effort into people-pleasing or good deeds, and suspects that he may even be a dangerous man. There have been times in Huaisang's life, when he was more isolated and more driven by his goals and vengeance, when that would have made James a valuable ally. Now, Huaisang simply doesn't care. His goals and vengeance are achieved and in the past. Now, he wants only pleasure, and doesn't care at all what James' morals might be as long as they're compatible in this.

He moans, low and satisfied, as James slides inside of him, hot and hard, stretching his body further.]
Yes, sir. [The words come out as a gasp, and a shudder goes through him. He's so happy to be right where he is, objectifying himself, begging James to use him like a plaything.] Thank you, sir.
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[personal profile] fanoperator 2024-03-25 03:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[Huaisang moans as James' hand curls over the back of his neck. His cock throbs and his hole clenches around James' shaft. It's one of his most sensitive spots, and he loves being grabbed or bitten at the back of his neck. This is his favorite position, being pinned down and fucked from behind, and the firm grip on his neck sends his primal brain all the cues that turn him on most: trapped, claimed, desired. It frees him of his insecurities and lets him just surrender to the pleasure of what he wants.

He ruts back against James as best he can, straining a little against James' hand pinning him down, resisting that grip only in his greed for more of James, resisting in order to enjoy how firmly he's pinned.]
Harder, please, sir. Tell me I'm your bitch, your toy.
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[personal profile] fanoperator 2024-03-30 04:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[Huaisang cries out with each of those pounding thrusts, bucking against James as he gets closer. It's much harder to think when James is fucking him rough and fast like this, and Huaisang wants to just revel in those filthy words, the bite to his neck. He's been given a command and he tries to focus on it, tries to form words in reply.]

Please, sir, [he begs, even though he's lost all sense of what he's begging for other than more.] Fill me up. Claim me. [His cries are rising quickly in pitch, and he bucks again and again as he gets closer, struggling blindly against James' grip until he comes with a scream, body clenching hard around James' cock.]
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[personal profile] fanoperator 2024-04-07 04:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[Huaisang cries out at each thrust as James drives into him, drawing out the length of his orgasm until the intensity of it is almost painful, and his struggling increases, trying to ease the overwhelming sensations.

When James finishes, Huaisang melts against the ottoman, limp and panting. His mind feels like it's floating on a haze of pleasure, and he can't put any of his thoughts together. He doesn't yet remember what the plan is or what they're doing next. He's pleasantly dazed, enjoying the warmth of their bodies together and the feel of James still inside him.]
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[personal profile] fanoperator 2024-04-15 06:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[Huaisang gives a little whimper as James pulls out, leaving him empty, sore, and clenching around nothing, but a moment later he yelps as the plug settles inside him, slick and hard. He shifts a little, groaning softly as his body adjusts, muscles tightening down against the base of the plug.

Lifting himself up on his elbows, Huaisang looks over his shoulder, studying James for a moment as he decides whether he's going to stay put on the ottoman until instructed otherwise or if he's going to take the initiative to seek further contact. He decides quickly enough that he prefers the role of spoiled pet more than obedient slave, so he crawls up onto the couch, intending to lounge across James' lap so that he can be petted and toyed with while they watch the movie.]