No, it's not like I've felt it before. You could have grabbed something when you got that stuff and used it instead.
[ There's an odd, almost visceral sense of satisfaction as he feels the intrusions stretching him in a way that he can't really articulate.
But then suddenly he feels that, and anything else he might have been trying to puzzle out fly out of his head. His whole body jolts unconsciously; his hips don't move quite so much given how he's restrained, though the angle does shift some. More obvious is the way he makes the whole bed shift and creak with the motion.
His legs pull against the restraints holding them, and he's not sure if it's to try to move away or closer. But there is one thing he's sure of: Xue Yang is harder than he was a moment ago. He swallows to wet his suddenly-dry throat. ]
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[ There's an odd, almost visceral sense of satisfaction as he feels the intrusions stretching him in a way that he can't really articulate.
But then suddenly he feels that, and anything else he might have been trying to puzzle out fly out of his head. His whole body jolts unconsciously; his hips don't move quite so much given how he's restrained, though the angle does shift some. More obvious is the way he makes the whole bed shift and creak with the motion.
His legs pull against the restraints holding them, and he's not sure if it's to try to move away or closer. But there is one thing he's sure of: Xue Yang is harder than he was a moment ago. He swallows to wet his suddenly-dry throat. ]
Daozhang. What was that?