It took Chu Yun some time to return to himself after such an intense orgasm. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt as if he was on the verge of losing conscience from coming so hard.

Xiao Zai’s whispered, filthy words, were still echoing around in his mind. 

As much as Chu Yun wanted to deny it, his abdomen and most of his chest were covered in the sticky white evidence of how much he’d liked hearing those things.

So he was sexually adventurous, it wasn’t a big deal. It came with the territory when one wasn’t from a repressed nation like Zui. What was even the point of having prostitutes but not brothels? It only served to make everything feel seedier and more illicit.

Slowly, Chu Yun’s breathing returned to normal, all the while Xiao Zai kept his hands on him, and his nose pressed into the crook of his neck. Chu Yun could feel the soft fur of his wolf ears brush against his human ears, and the hard imprint of a hard cock poking insistently against his ass cheek.

Now that he was no longer desperately horny, Chu Yun knew he needed to act fast before Xiao Zai became determined to put his cock somewhere Chu Yun absolutely didn’t want him to.

With a sigh, he turned around in Xiao Zai’s lap, and arranged himself so they were facing each other. Xiao Zai’s hands came around him and wrapped around his waist, keeping him in place. Chu Yun studied Xiao Zai’s flushed face. His wolf eyes were ice chip clear, a pale blue that was almost grey. It made it easier to read his usually stoic face. Right now, he was biting his lower lip to prevent himself from outright panting.

Chu Yun wrapped a hand around his straining cock, and cupped his cheek with the other. “You’re really pent up aren’t you?” he cooed, smirking when Xiao Zai glared at him, wrenching his head to the side to dislodge Chu Yun’s hand.

Now that Chu Yun had come, his head felt clearer. I was good to be back in control, not only of himself but of the situation. He had come to Xiao Zai’s room with the purpose of helping him through his rut, and maybe getting under his skin. He had lost sight of that goal temporarily, but now he had everything back under control.

Xiao Zai was painfully hard, and kept fucking his hips up into Chu Yun’s fist, letting out little choked off gasps. Chu Yun twisted his wrist on each downstroke just so, increasing the pressure just to watch the tight muscles of Xiao Zai’s abdomen bunch up in overwhelmed pleasure.

“Are you close?” he smirked and leaned over to lick teasingly at Xiao Zai’s neck.

Xiao Zai’s hand flew up and held the back of Chu Yun’s neck, bunching up his hair, and pulling up his face towards his mouth. He kissed him angrily. Almost aggressive in the way he shoved his tongue inside Chu Yun’s mouth, using his grip on the back of his head to keep him in place.

Chu Yun let himself be swept up in the kiss, keeping his hand steady on Xiao Zai’s cock. By the time he noticed, the fingers of Xiao Zai’s free hand were already kneading the soft flesh of his ass, digging into one of the cheeks, inching dangerously close to the valley between them.

In retaliation Chu Yun twisted one of his nipples, while squeezing the fingers around his cock bruisingly tight. 

“Bad dog, down boy.”

Xiao Zai smirked against Chu Yun’s lips, and smacked his ass, making Chu Yun’s tails flutter and then come down to bat his hand away from its target.

“I thought I was supposed to be a puppy,” Xiao Zai teased. He let go of Chu Yun’s nape to wrap both hands around his waist. 

Chu Yun ignored him. This was going on for longer than he had planned for. How much longer could Xiao Zai hold on anyway? Chu Yun sped up the movements of his fist, keeping the circle of his fingers tight for Xiao Zai to fuck into. He was dripping copious amounts of precum, which Chu Yun used to make the slide wetter. Milky white drops gathered at the tip of his cock, and for a brief moment of insanity Chu Yun wondered what it would taste like if he put his tongue against the glistening head.

Xiao Zai’s finger dug into his sides just in time to save him from his own mind. “I’m close,” he said, his hips canting upwards, trying to impose a faster rhythm than what Chu Yun was giving him.

The base of his cock was growing with his knot, and Chu Yun was struggling to keep up. He changed positions, and wrapped both his hands around Xiao Zai’s cock, to try and bring him to orgasm faster.

Xiao Zai sucked in a harsh breath, Chu Yun lifted his head at the sound.

“Fuck, that’s a sight,” Xiao Zai said, screwing his eyes closed in pleasure.

There was something about the look on his face that made heat pool low in Chu Yun’s middle. Xiao Zai’s neck and chest were flushed, his lips wet with the combination of both their saliva, and Chu Yun found that he couldn’t look away. 

He was so distracted that he almost yelped when Xiao Zai used the grip he had on his waist to keep him steady as he fucked into his fists one last time and came with a shout. Ropes of cum shot up from his cock. A lot of it landed on Chu Yun’s chin and mouth, due to their positions.

Disgruntled, Chu Yun tried to wipe it off himself with the back of his forearm, but Xiao Zai stopped him.

Instead, he brought his thumb to the corner of Chu Yun’s lips and smeared what was left there.

“I always knew you’d look beautiful with my cum all over your face.”