Han Xin stared at the perky cheeks pressing against him and he couldn't help but grope and fondle them, wishing he could take a bite at them.
Xiang Yu's breath came in short gasps as Han Xin's hands closed around him, his touch firm and sure. Han Xin's lips brushed against Xiang Yu's ear, his breath warm against his skin.
"I wanted to wait," he murmured, his voice a low growl. "but Yu Yu, you drive me insane... I can't hold back."
Xiang Yu's legs trembled as Han Xin's fingers brushed against his entrance, his touch teasing and insistent. Han Xin's lips curved into a satisfied smile as he squeezed lube onto his fingers, the cool gel sending a shiver through Xiang Yu's body. Then, he pressed one finger inside, his movements slow and deliberate, as if savouring every moment.
Xiang Yu, "..."
