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Wu Suowei has had enough.
Just a few hours baby, then you’ll have all my attention, hm?
The soft tone of his boyfriend still trailed in his mind, long after those words were spoken to him. Which in the moment made Suowei feel warm and fuzzy, obediently nodding his head and leaning into Chi Cheng’s touch.
However, now as the loud booming noise of Chi Cheng’s best mate, Guo Chengyu can be heard out through Chi Cheng’s headset all the way towards their shared bed, where Suowei was currently sprawled across. He felt a slight irritation run through his nerves.
And Wu Suowei has had enough, his patience running thinner by the minute.
After about fifteen minutes of just mindlessly scrolling on his device, Suowei let his eyes linger across the bed. Where Chi Cheng currently seemed to be in a round of game Suowei has seen him play every Friday. Focused onto the bright display, Suowei let his eyes linger all over the tall figure on the chair.
From the broad shoulders to the bulging muscles on his arms that made their presence known through the flimsy material of his grey sweater. Suowei always knew he had a thing for the towering male’s size and virility that was a constant turn on for him.
Biting his lip subtly, he threw his phone sideways onto the bed and leaned back onto the cushions with ease. Just seeing Chi Cheng’s pale fingers glide smoothly over the keyboard with speed that came through skill, Wu Suowei could very well feel the dampness seep through his flimsy white shorts. Getting flashbacks from just a few hours ago where he was bent over the Kitchen isle, getting fingered by those same perfect digits, soaked in his slick.
He knew he shouldn’t be this needy, they were just going at it a few hours ago. But a very obvious pout placed itself upon his lips as he continued watching the other male hum and mutter quick words into the microphone. Suowei felt the slight jealousy run through his veins as he watched Chi Cheng laugh lowly at something his friend said.
Since when was Guo Chengyu that funny anyway?
Suowei knew he was doomed the moment the taller male leaned his head back, exposing the lean space of his neck. Rolling his wide shoulders with those big hands that Suowei can’t seem to stop staring at. The smirk displayed on Chi Cheng’s face made it even harder for him to sit still. Chi Cheng who was completely oblivious to the inner turmoil his boyfriend was going through continued casually playing with his peers.
Suowei quickly glanced around their shared room. From his angle he could see Chi Cheng’s sharp side profile, the hard jaw set focused onto the game in front of him.
A small almost weak whine escaped Suowei as he let his fingers slowly linger down from his collarbones to his perky nipples, all while staring at the other. He pathetically brought up his fingers into his supple mouth and sucked softly.
Wetting and dragging them across his tongue- heavy, but not nearly heavy as how Chi Cheng’s felt in his mouth. His digits slowly circling his navel as they slipped onto his small cotton shorts that barely left anything up for imagination.
Slipping past the waistband of his thin underwear, he cupped his mound as he squeezed his thighs together. His nerves felt sensitive and buzzing across his palm.
He bit his lip as to quieten the small noises escaping his lips, as he continued staring at Chi Cheng.
Spreading his legs open, he slipped out of his shorts. Shivering as the cool air brushed past his wet panties. Finally having enough he pressed two of his fingers onto his clit, rubbing in circles slowly as he watched the attractive space Chi Cheng always seemed to exist in, even in his home attire, almost boyish and unbothered.
As he continued palming his mound and spreading his pussy with his two pointer fingers, he groaned. Frustration peaking as he realised nothing compared to how Chi Cheng’s hands felt on him.
On his neck,
On his nipples,
On his stomach and waist.
Ah, Chi Cheng always seemed to have a strange infatuated towards the pale expanse of his stomach, always pressing and rubbing as they cuddled or simply as he embraced Suowei from the back while he cooked. His palm always seemed to rest upon his lower stomach as he kissed and licked around his sensitive ears and neck.
A red flush got its way to Suowei’s face as he let his imagination run wild.
Slowly but surely he slipped his fingers out reluctantly, the waistband of his underwear snapping back into place. His clit throbbed as he squeezed his thighs once more in an attempt to give it some relief.
He needed Chi Cheng. Now.
Getting up on his slightly wobbly legs, the large sweater he was wearing slipped past his shoulders. Still flushed in the face he walked towards the dark blue chair Chi Cheng sat in.
Chi Cheng slightly startled from the sudden appearance glanced up at his boyfriend.
Taking in the sight of the long expanse of Suowei’s slender thighs and how his panties shaped around his hips and supple ass.
“Baby? What’s wrong?” Noticing the dark red flush across Suowei’s neck and ears, he asked.
Suowei said particularly nothing in response as he gently yanked at Chi Cheng’s right arm and slipped past them to place himself onto Chi Cheng’s lap.
Chi Cheng— who honestly has no resistance when it comes to Suowei and the charm behind his big eyes, practically melted, gaze softening.
Before he felt it.
The quiet rutting against his thighs, right against his bulge. He gripped Suowei’s waist in a vice grip, reminding him of his limits.
Suowei however was set on getting his pleasure as he braced his arms on Chi Cheng’s shoulders and sat down completely over one of his thighs. His legs dangling on either sides of Chi Cheng’s muscular thighs.
Angling himself so as to perfectly sit his pussy down on the rough fabric of Chi Cheng’s sweatpants.
Chi Cheng watched it all happen with a knowing smirk on his face. He knew how needy his Da Bao could get. Always wanting his time, his touch and his attention. He just made his gripped even tighter as he held Suowei down so he could smoothly glide the soaking mound all over his pants. Creating a dark patch that just seemed to grow bigger and bigger.
He just took in the lovely sight, the way his Da Bao had his lips set in a small pout, the sweat trickling down the side of his face. The subtle way his nipples poked through his sweater, almost begging for his touch.
He was basking in the heat between Suowei’s thighs that were calling for a good time. Before—-
“Hello!? Chi Cheng! Where did you go off to?? Hurry up and reload we HAVE to continue onto the next Star broach!!!”
Guo Chengyu’s screeching voice ticked Chi Cheng back to the screen in-front of him.
Oh.
Oh right. He almost forgot.
Chi Cheng snapped his gaze back to the shorter male rutting against his thigh, mumbling a quick response to Guo Chengyu to give him a minute, he muted his microphone.
“Hm? Couldn’t wait a few hours Weiwei? Couldn’t stand a few hours without being on my lap? Your greedy cunt can’t last a few hours without needing me?” The rasp in voice turned Suowei on even more as he trashed around a little.
A high pitched whine escaping his mouth as he desperately wailed, wanting Chi Cheng to kiss him, to touch him. His brought down his arms and adjusted himself right on top of Chi Cheng’s growing bulge, right after hastily getting rid of his soaking panties and tossing them right next to the keyboard.
“Gege…please. So wet for you” he pawed at Chi Cheng’s sweater as he continued to rub his now bare cunt right on the growing clothed length.
But Chi Cheng had a better plan in mind.
He took in the sight of the teary eyes, lips bitten red and disheveled light brown hair. A thud of possessiveness running coarse through him. Not one touch and the younger was already falling apart.
He bounced the shorter male on his lap once, “My poor Weiwei…needy much? How about this, you wait this out a little longer, Gege finishes his game and while you wait you can warm yourself up on his cock” he spoke in a confident almost cocky tone as he watched Suowei leak even more slick onto his front.
Looking down to the friction heat towards their joined sex,
Chi Cheng’s could clearly see the light red folds, looking abused from the constant rubbing. His little clit peeking out, a big wet mess all over his inner thighs that were slightly shivering, clearly sensitive.
A small confused gasp elicited out of the younger as he was hauled to the side for a quick second before as Chi Cheng pulled down his now dark sweats down to reveal his hard front.
Suowei had to make an hard attempt to not drool right then and there. The tip already leaking pre cum, inviting as the proud length made itself known. Almost looking painful.
He wanted it in his mouth, god he just wanted Chi Cheng to claim him then and there.
He watched as the older male spread his legs and hauled him right on top of his leaking tip. Chi Cheng’s rough fingertips giving his clit a gentle squeeze before sinking his soft wet mound down onto the hard length.
A high pitched moan tore out of his mouth as he sunk down inch by inch onto the older’s dick.
“Fuck Weiwei, all the fucking we did just hours before and you’re still this tight?” Chi Cheng groaned out as he settled Suowei to lean against his right shoulder before leaning up a little to press soft kisses on the younger’s natural pout.
Inside their small heated bubble, Suowei felt delirious. Almost high off of the thick stretch as he sunk down all the way till the hilt. Feeling deliciously full.
Just as he was about to begin moving a little, he heard the Chi Cheng tsk right into his ears, the sound resonating right to his core.
“No, Weiwei. You sit here on my cock and not move, then if you’re good, Gege will take you and let you bounce on his cock. Fill you with his cum that you so desperately need.”
Suowei whined, looking down at where they were attached, feeling momentarily satisfied (even though all he wanted to do was ride Chi Cheng) he reluctantly leaned onto his side. Humming to the fullness as he felt Chi Cheng’s cock up till his womb.
With a jaw set tight, Chi Cheng felt the soft clutch of the younger’s cunt clamping and clenching down on his cock. He cursed under his breath as he haphazardly turned on his microphone and responded with a steady ‘I’m back’, voice almost drowned by the enthusiastic cheer from his friend.
An hour passed as to what felt like days to Suowei, he watched as the older continued playing with steady fingers, as though he was not having his cock warmed by the tight wet heat between his thighs. He leaned up onto his side, threw his arms around Chi Cheng’s broad shoulders and rested. Occasionally clenching around his cock to adjust himself onto a more comfortable position. A little while into that hour, he began tracing the very obvious swell in his lower belly. An imprint so obvious as the tip of Chi Cheng’s cock pressed outwards making Suowei feel fuzzy upto his brain.
Mind trailing back to the dirty talk Chi Cheng had been spewing when he had him bent over the kitchen counter earlier in the day.
The promise of forever, the promise of making Suowei swollen until he was bred throughly, the promise of making Suowei give him a child every time they fucked.
Just thinking about it sent shivers down the younger’s spine. Chi Cheng as if sensing his dirty thoughts gave an experimental thrust upwards. Suowei gasped, slapping his palm weakly against Chi Cheng’s shoulder. Shuddering as he felt his cock go even deeper than what seemed possible.
Chi Cheng went on with his playing, glancing towards the soaked panties his Weiwei had been wearing that were now placed right next to his keyboard, that kept reminding him of the soft warm mound wrapped around his cock.
Having enough, the older who finally ran out of patience spoke a hurried farewell to Chengyu as he yanked his headset off.
Leaning forward he pressed a kiss right onto the younger’s lips, their lips moving in rhythm as their tongue clashed, tasting every bit of the other. Going as deep as possible. Strings of slick saliva hung attached to their lips as Chi Cheng trailed his kisses down Suowei’s sensitive ears. His hands working their way up to get rid of the sweater hanging off of Suowei’s shoulder. In a quick move his fingers found their way to younger’s mound. The frantic clench around his cock as his palm lingered on the low bump on his belly, palming himself through it.
His other hand found its way to the small nub that was red with blood. He deliberately gave it a few rubs before catching it between his pointer finger and thumb and giving it a sharp pinch that had Suowei wailing loud.
And fuck was Suowei loud.
The noise complaints every other day being a proof of it.
He continued his assault as his mouth simultaneously suckled on the younger’s over sensitive perky nipples. Licking them as he felt Suowei produce even more slick than possible, leaking all over his cock.
He thrusted up as Suowei sought after his lips. Always needy, always wanting to kiss. And heck Chi Cheng loved every bit of it.
Then with all the strength Suowei could gather he began bouncing up and down, meeting Chi Cheng’s thrusts midway. His folds parting as he sunk down with a satisfying moan. Both of them groaning into the kiss.
“Ch-Chi Cheng…cum inside me please” his voice shivering and high pitched as he begged.
In a quick succession of moves and little more rubs to the overstimulated nub hidden behind the delicious heat between the younger’s thighs, Suowei clenched frantically as he came all over the older’s cock. Leaking cum and slick over his lap and onto his chair. Chi Cheng following quick as he thrusted a couple of more times, driving his exhausted Weiwei into overstimulation as he trashed around with tears streaming down his face.
With a groan that almost sounded animalistic, Chi Cheng came right into the tight channel. His cum causing the swell in Suowei’s belly to enlarge even more. The slight bulge now even more visible as Chi Cheng’s eyes darkened watching the rounded swell.
Finally with a satisfaction that ran deep, Chi Cheng rubbed the sensitive skin of Suowei’s belly as he muttered filthy nothings into his ears.
Almost lulled to sleep, practically clinging off of the older, Chi Cheng made a move to pick up his delirious boyfriend as he got up steadily to enter their bathroom and to run a bath for both of them.
Chi Cheng watched with loving eyes as the flush still painted the younger, making him look even more prettier than he already was.
With a satisfied sigh, he pressed an embarrassing loud smooch on both of the symmetrical moles on his Weiwei’s face. Careful not to wake him up.
Oh how lucky he was.