[The question throws him off for a moment but he supposes that, despite the current circumstances they've found themselves in, curiosity is only natural.] I'm afraid I'm unfamiliar with that name. But I am not a scion of anyone. [He'd already decided that there was little to no reason for secrecy in this place. At least, not in regard to what he was.] You're not far off, though. I'm impressed. I am a dragon. Or, I was. I am human now. ...For the most part. [Jing Yuan can see for himself what he means.
His voice is already straying, sounding more distracted as Jing Yuan runs his fingers over his skin. How good something as simple as a light touch can feel still surprises him. His cock twitches slightly under the attention, eyes fixed on the man's mouth, swirling with desire. He doesn't completely pull Jing Yuan toward him but he certainly guides him to lean in.
He inhales sharply, both at the touch but even moreso at the feeling of Jing Yuan's tongue on him. His pupils dilate as he pants at the feeling. Not only are his cocks slick and smooth, they also lack much taste. Something akin to mineral water.]
[A man does not become an Arbiter-General lacking the ability to multitask; although he never looks back up, his eyes focused on Neuvillette's pretty cock as the shaft slides down his throat, he tucks his hair behind his ear to show he's listening. He hums around the cock, just to show his acknowledgement, surely.
The confirmation of his suspicions gives him a foundation. He'll ask the man more later, maybe even after getting his name, but it's enough to give him more confidence in pleasing him.
The taste is intriguingβ in a way, it reminds him of drinking Scalegorge water, and with that reminiscence alone Jing Yuan reflexively swallows around the shaft as it dips past the back of his throat. Even better, he feels pleasantly full. The smooth, slick shaft is easier to swallow than most human cocks, and he manages more than he expects at first.
When he draws back, he draws back completely, sucking just hard enough that when the tip slips from his mouth it's with a 'pop' louder than should be inconspicuous.]
Don't be shy of showing me what you like.
[His hands draw away for a brief moment, pulling the ribbon from his hair to gather up more of the long mane into his hand and retie it out of his face. Centuries of experience with this has made him quick with this, and his hands are back on Neuvillete in less than a minute.
Breathing in deep, he lets himself sink into his arousal just as his tongue meets Neuvillete's cock again, bobbing his head as he works to fitting more and more down his throat.]
[Neuvillette goes from brushing Jing Yuan's hair out of his face to tangling his fingers messily into it with a soft, shaky exhale as Jing Yuan swallows him down. This is only the second time he's experienced this and it feels just as mind-blowingly good as the first time. The vibrations from the hum make him draw in a quick, sharp breath and he barely manages to bite back a moan.
He has to fight the urge to curl his fingers more tightly into his hair and keep him in place when he pulls back, letting his cock slip from between his lips.]
What you're doing is very good. [He's not sure what else to say. It's the truth. And he isn't really sure what other options there are, what things he might like that Jing Yuan isn't already doing.
He lets his hand slip from his hair, tracing his thumb over Jing Yuan's spit-slicked lips before moving out of his way.
He has no idea why it feels so much better as he once again sinks deep into Jing Yuan's throat, this time unable to stifle a low moan, immediately making a mess of his tied back hair as he once again tangles his fingers into it. He really can't help himself, half guiding, half forcing Jing Yuan to take more of his cock with each bob of his head.]
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Date: 16 Mar 2024 11:23 pm (UTC)His voice is already straying, sounding more distracted as Jing Yuan runs his fingers over his skin. How good something as simple as a light touch can feel still surprises him. His cock twitches slightly under the attention, eyes fixed on the man's mouth, swirling with desire. He doesn't completely pull Jing Yuan toward him but he certainly guides him to lean in.
He inhales sharply, both at the touch but even moreso at the feeling of Jing Yuan's tongue on him. His pupils dilate as he pants at the feeling. Not only are his cocks slick and smooth, they also lack much taste. Something akin to mineral water.]
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Date: 22 Mar 2024 06:04 am (UTC)The confirmation of his suspicions gives him a foundation. He'll ask the man more later, maybe even after getting his name, but it's enough to give him more confidence in pleasing him.
The taste is intriguingβ in a way, it reminds him of drinking Scalegorge water, and with that reminiscence alone Jing Yuan reflexively swallows around the shaft as it dips past the back of his throat. Even better, he feels pleasantly full. The smooth, slick shaft is easier to swallow than most human cocks, and he manages more than he expects at first.
When he draws back, he draws back completely, sucking just hard enough that when the tip slips from his mouth it's with a 'pop' louder than should be inconspicuous.]
Don't be shy of showing me what you like.
[His hands draw away for a brief moment, pulling the ribbon from his hair to gather up more of the long mane into his hand and retie it out of his face. Centuries of experience with this has made him quick with this, and his hands are back on Neuvillete in less than a minute.
Breathing in deep, he lets himself sink into his arousal just as his tongue meets Neuvillete's cock again, bobbing his head as he works to fitting more and more down his throat.]
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Date: 24 Mar 2024 05:03 am (UTC)He has to fight the urge to curl his fingers more tightly into his hair and keep him in place when he pulls back, letting his cock slip from between his lips.]
What you're doing is very good. [He's not sure what else to say. It's the truth. And he isn't really sure what other options there are, what things he might like that Jing Yuan isn't already doing.
He lets his hand slip from his hair, tracing his thumb over Jing Yuan's spit-slicked lips before moving out of his way.
He has no idea why it feels so much better as he once again sinks deep into Jing Yuan's throat, this time unable to stifle a low moan, immediately making a mess of his tied back hair as he once again tangles his fingers into it. He really can't help himself, half guiding, half forcing Jing Yuan to take more of his cock with each bob of his head.]