[The stimulation to his neck almost makes his knees weak, and Xiao Xingchen has to pant for breath as they move, as much as he makes himself still keep control of the situation. He was entrusted with this kind of mission because they knew he was steadfast, no matter what temptation came to him. Something like an incubus couldn't sway him. He's the one who's supposed to show others the proper way.]
Yes... better than anyone else you'll ever have.
[For a brief moment, he considers whether to keep the incubus in his lap and have him ride him that way, or to lie him down on the seat. The former would be easier on the seat... but he can't give up his place on top of the incubus. Looking down at him awakened a different kind of feeling that should disturb him. As much as he felt enamored, the thought of it wells up in him with a greater intensity when paired with the feeling of holding him down.
It's not him, of course. It's surely only this role. Even if he feels another more familiar voice calling through the facade, reaching through to him. But it's easier to lose himself in the role. He can focus on a mission given to him by the church to break an incubus, and not desperation at a faint chance to have the man feel something at least close to what he feels for the man...
Though the pews are narrow, they both fit on it fine enough, though Xiao Xingchen needs to half-stand with one leg in the aisle. As if for some sort of counterbalance, he lifts the demon's opposite leg over his shoulder. It feels like it might expect too much from the demon's flexibility, except he's certain that they can handle this, especially with the demon turned partly over to his side. More than that, this position makes the incubus feel even tighter around his cock. That's enough for him to make this work.
This being the front pew, the drone certainly gets a clear view of everything as Xiao Xingchen grips the demon's leg, pushing it even further back as he starts to move his hips. As much as he wants to start out slower, he knows that the incubus... the man doesn't want it so careful and romantic. He wants to be completely subdued, dominated, fucked completely without mercy. So--]
But first you... must atone...
[He won't be careful, only exerting enough control over himself to draw this out and to reach the demon's sensitive spot. His grip on the demon's legs - one by the ankle and the other on his thigh - become bruising as he drives himself down deeper, caring about nothing else but what he wants right now, if only because that's what the man would want.]
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Yes... better than anyone else you'll ever have.
[For a brief moment, he considers whether to keep the incubus in his lap and have him ride him that way, or to lie him down on the seat. The former would be easier on the seat... but he can't give up his place on top of the incubus. Looking down at him awakened a different kind of feeling that should disturb him. As much as he felt enamored, the thought of it wells up in him with a greater intensity when paired with the feeling of holding him down.
It's not him, of course. It's surely only this role. Even if he feels another more familiar voice calling through the facade, reaching through to him. But it's easier to lose himself in the role. He can focus on a mission given to him by the church to break an incubus, and not desperation at a faint chance to have the man feel something at least close to what he feels for the man...
Though the pews are narrow, they both fit on it fine enough, though Xiao Xingchen needs to half-stand with one leg in the aisle. As if for some sort of counterbalance, he lifts the demon's opposite leg over his shoulder. It feels like it might expect too much from the demon's flexibility, except he's certain that they can handle this, especially with the demon turned partly over to his side. More than that, this position makes the incubus feel even tighter around his cock. That's enough for him to make this work.
This being the front pew, the drone certainly gets a clear view of everything as Xiao Xingchen grips the demon's leg, pushing it even further back as he starts to move his hips. As much as he wants to start out slower, he knows that the incubus... the man doesn't want it so careful and romantic. He wants to be completely subdued, dominated, fucked completely without mercy. So--]
But first you... must atone...
[He won't be careful, only exerting enough control over himself to draw this out and to reach the demon's sensitive spot. His grip on the demon's legs - one by the ankle and the other on his thigh - become bruising as he drives himself down deeper, caring about nothing else but what he wants right now, if only because that's what the man would want.]