The stretch was intense, a burning ache that instantly morphed into a deep, satisfying pressure. He was filled, completely, pinned between the unyielding wall and the solid, unrelenting force of the man holding him.
"Fuck," Jian Rui breathed, his nails digging into Stannis's shoulders.
Stannis didn't move for a long second, letting them both feel it, letting Jian Rui adjust to the overwhelming invasion. He pressed his forehead to Jian Rui's, his breathing harsh. "Ah... I love you so much," he murmured, the words a dark caress.
Then he pulled back and drove into him again. The pace he set was punishing, a deep, rhythmic pounding that had Jian Rui seeing stars. Each thrust jolted him against the wall, the impact a dull counterpoint to the sharp, exquisite friction inside him.
