[He pulls back so he's on his knees just long enough to pull his pants the rest of the way off, tossing them over a different chair as he leans down closer again. A kiss to Hong Kong's lips, a hand between his legs to find his dick, fingers circling around it in a smooth stroke already, and another hand moving behind himself to fish through his back pocket and pull out the lube which he so pointedly sets beside them. He moans into the kiss. He loves that Hong Kong is reacting so much... That he's arching into his touches already.
He kisses the corner of his mouth.]
I want Hong Kong to feel so good he cannot take it. [Then a kiss near his ear.] I want to be 'too much'.
[To hear him calling his name and pleading, to feel him needing more in every touch, to see his blushing, wanting face... He can't hold back all these wants right now.]
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He kisses the corner of his mouth.]
I want Hong Kong to feel so good he cannot take it. [Then a kiss near his ear.] I want to be 'too much'.
[To hear him calling his name and pleading, to feel him needing more in every touch, to see his blushing, wanting face... He can't hold back all these wants right now.]