"That's hot too," He Ming murmurs, kissing through the taste of his own cum. He touches his tongue to the bow of Cehd'ra's upper lip, only to nuzzle their noses together and laugh cheerfully.

"Get off on my hand." To encourage it, He Ming holds onto the tip of his cock, letting him rub the tip against his palm. With a soft hum, he digs his nail harder against the underside of his dick. "Come all over me... come on."