#renshan

Jin Guangshan didn’t give him time to get used to the sensation of a cock in his mouth before he almost pierced Lan QiRen’s airway with his first thrust. 

At least he’d been nice enough to hold back his hair for him, but Lan QiRen suspected it had more to do with keeping him in place as he drove his hips forward than an attempt at making him more comfortable. 

“Feels so good inside you, Ren-gege,” said Jin Guangshan. “Feels nice to use your mouth for something other than lectures all the time, doesn’t it?” 

Lan QiRen was trained in keeping his breaths steady in any situation. He never thought it’d come in handy for something like this. 

“In fact, I think you might be better at this than your boring lectures, wouldn’t you agree? Ahh! Come to Koi Tower, gege, use that pretty mouth of yours for something more fun.” 

Jin Guangshan didn’t look at him, his head thrown back as he talked more to himself than to Lan QiRen.

He tasted salt… saltier than the cock that was fucking his mouth, and Jin Guangshan’s thrusts were so fast, the musk of his precum entered Lan QiRen’s nostrils. His breath hitched. 

Jin Guangshan’s hands let go of his hair to clasp his face, pushing his mouth open more until Lan QiRen’s jaw hurt.

“Pay attention now. I, ahh, want you to do this when you fuck me. Ahh, hah, ah!” 

Lan QiRen had learned to tell when Jin Guangshan’s was close to cumming, because his mouth stopped spouting nonsense in favor of letting out erratic breaths. Lan QiRen felt nervous. They hadn’t discussed if he was going to cum in his mouth or not, and it’s not like he could ask now.