LUO YAN gave a small, shaky nod. His body was still trembling, the last waves of his climax still humming through his muscles. But underneath that, a different feeling was already building. A hollow ache that had nothing to do with pleasure. He wanted Shen Ji Yun inside him. He wanted to be filled, taken apart, put back together. He wanted it so much it hurt.
Shen Ji Yun reached for the small basket on the side table and pulled out a foil packet. His cock still hard and aching. He tore the wrapper open with his teeth, and rolled the condom on with shaking fingers. He gritted his teeth at the drag of the latex on his length.
Then he looked down at Luo Yan. He was flushed beneath him, eyes dark as he stared back at Shen Ji Yun. The sight made his gut tightened with sharp, possessive heat. He moved forward, guiding himself into place, the tip of his cock pressing against Luo Yan's entrance.
"Is this really okay?" he asked in a rough and strained voice.
