87 My Costar makes a mess [+18]

tw: sexual content uwu

"What?" Yao Shen asks, his mind still reeling from the sudden loss.

Without a word, Xin Hulei tips him backwards on the bed, and holds one of his knees up towards his chest, spreading Yao Shen open under the scrutiny of his heated gaze.

He keeps stroking his cock with his free hand, his hungry eyes fixed on Yao Shen's own leaking cock and tight hole.

Yao Shen gasps when the first few hot drops hit his skin. A sprinkle at first, and then thick ropes that streak his heaving abdomen, cock, and thighs, in white.

"Why didn't you come in my mouth?" Yao Shen asks, running his fingers through the mess on his stomach.

He has a vivid recollection of that message and the photo of Xin Hulei's abdomen covered in cum -- and of his promise that the next load would be going inside Yao Shen.

Well, it's on him, which isn't really the same thing.

Yao Shen feels cheated of the filth he was promised.