Xiao Zai felt an incredible thrill at being on his knees while Chu Yun sat on the throne -- his throne.
It felt illicit, dangerous, his head spun. He loved seeing this side of Chu Yun, demanding and domineering, ordering Xiao Zai around without doubting he'd be obeyed.
Xiao Zai swallowed him down eagerly. Chu Yun kept one hand on the back of his head and a running commentary of Xiao Zai's performance.
"Wetter, make it sloppy."
"You can take it further down your throat than that."
"Don't drool all over yourself, it's unbecoming."
"You're really gagging for it, uh?"
His tone was dispassionate despite the breathless hitch in his voice. He was getting close, Xiao Zai could feel the swell of the knot bumping against his lips.
Suddenly Chu Yun let go of the back of his head and slipped two fingers alongside his cock inside Xiao Zai's mouth, making space.
"Open wide, I'm going to knot your mouth and come down your throat."
