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This is Part 2 of an on-going book. Of you haven't read Part 1, none of this will make any sense to you.
NB: [-in the process of editing-]
[comments are to be deleted coz the ones i got so far were abominable...
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Jiang Wanyin could see the tears coming up in his lover's eyes; Lan Xichen was letting him in far too deep inside his mouth. His eyelashes were fluttering in pleasure, and he was doing his best to keep quiet.
There were voices outside the door, distinct, but somehow also distant still – probably the TV crew were discussing the situation quietly among themselves – the commercials pause was long done.
The show had to go on.
- Ughh... - he moaned helplessly.
Lan Huan was taking his time, uncaring about anything else but his lover's full pleasure.
- Huan... - he whimpered.
The pleasure was indeed slow and torturous, prolonged now, and, too teased, he craved to be able to come.
- Mmmm...
The big man was purring around his cock, and the soft vibrations were sending awful shivers down Jiang Cheng's spine, not letting go for even a second to talk to him, too lost, unable to say a single word, not even some exchange of sweet love-nothings. The bartender threw his head back and moaned again, it just felt far too right.
- Mister Lan! Please, open the door! Mister Lan! We have to---
The polite voice was interrupted abruptly by louder knocks on the bathroom door, and a more panicking yell:
- Master!!! Are you OK?! Is anything the matter?! Master Lan!!!
Jiang Cheng's eyes were fixated on his lover's face, in reciprocated adoration, but now he unwillingly focused on the snow-white door and the distracting noise. The bangs were getting louder, and he knew too well that the damned maid was worried sick, especially after all his talk about possible danger to the master of the house.
He bit his lips; perhaps he was to blame for this; he surely had managed to scare her. But then, his gut was telling him that underestimating the pig would mean... trouble.
- Baby...Hey... - he whispered, gently placing his hands on Lan Huan's shoulders, trying to signal to him that they had to stop. – Babe... Uhhhh... Aaahhh...
But Lan Xichen didn't stop, although he got the hint. His lover had been missing him too much, had been worrying about him, and had basically gone through hell without him – he wanted to make it up to him, and now, right now.
There was no better time than now.
Jiang Wanyin gasped as two warm hands grabbed at his ass all of a sudden, and he got pulled in more, sharper, as the blowjob got deeper somehow, and faster now.