Haruki's arousal twitched, almost begging for more, but Lanling refused to give in to its silent pleas.
Instead, he took his time, teasing with slow, deliberate kisses, utterly amused by the way his lover's body reacted to his torment.
When he noticed Haruki's hand twitching, subconsciously reaching out to pet him, he lightly slapped it away.
"No~ You're supposed to be asleep," he murmured with a low chuckle before biting down gently along the rigid length, earning a sharp inhale from Haruki. "Let's keep playing~"
Haruki struggled to stay still, but a groan slipped past his lips, his restraint crumbling. The sound sent a thrill down Lanling's spine, fueling his determination to push further.
Haruki clutched the bedsheets as if holding onto his last shred of control, while Lanling—completely unbothered—continued his slow, agonizing onslaught.
