[ there it is: the first real crack of surrender. Guanshan can practically taste his blood pulse all the way through him, the twitch and solidifying of his clit under his pressure, the walls that clenched on him beginning to expand with arousal. it's so much information that he takes in now, the sensitivity of an animal making him notice every little thing — each reaction making him react in return. between his hips and the bed, the compartment between his legs has begun to pull back and open up, the fiery-orange tip of his strange new anatomy pressing to the bed until he lifts his hips to give himself room to fill out. ]
[ another shift, up on his knees, but he takes Keigo with him, keeping his legs thrown over his shoulders and hoisting him up until it's only his shoulders and head still on the mattress. like this, his draconic dick can unsheath in full, from sharp tip to half-ridged half-smooth shaft and thick round base — all while Guanshan leverages his assault against Keigo's pussy. ]
[ what pleasant sounds from him, too. high and feminine, vocal as always but a different timbre, only spurring him to encourage more out of him. with his breasts overturned by their own weight as he holds him up, they catch his attention, long limbs and strong arms capable of doing plenty of work as one hand drifts low to give one of his tits a squeeze, adding more stimulation to the attack. ]
[ still, he knows what it takes a woman to come. with everything between his lips now good and slippery, Guanshan's mouth returns to his clit, lips closing over it for a rough suck, breaking the rhythm he'd established for a sudden shift in sensations — the flat of his tongue lashing, coiling, ravishing over his most sensitive spot. his new cock is big, he knows, needs plenty of preparation, especially without Iris yet dawned; an orgasm is just the thing to get him opened up and slick and willing, and he won't relent until he pushes Keigo over the edge. ]
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[ another shift, up on his knees, but he takes Keigo with him, keeping his legs thrown over his shoulders and hoisting him up until it's only his shoulders and head still on the mattress. like this, his draconic dick can unsheath in full, from sharp tip to half-ridged half-smooth shaft and thick round base — all while Guanshan leverages his assault against Keigo's pussy. ]
[ what pleasant sounds from him, too. high and feminine, vocal as always but a different timbre, only spurring him to encourage more out of him. with his breasts overturned by their own weight as he holds him up, they catch his attention, long limbs and strong arms capable of doing plenty of work as one hand drifts low to give one of his tits a squeeze, adding more stimulation to the attack. ]
[ still, he knows what it takes a woman to come. with everything between his lips now good and slippery, Guanshan's mouth returns to his clit, lips closing over it for a rough suck, breaking the rhythm he'd established for a sudden shift in sensations — the flat of his tongue lashing, coiling, ravishing over his most sensitive spot. his new cock is big, he knows, needs plenty of preparation, especially without Iris yet dawned; an orgasm is just the thing to get him opened up and slick and willing, and he won't relent until he pushes Keigo over the edge. ]