'cause my wheels never touch the road

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In the living room of the charming suburban house they've been given to live in, He Ming is possibly more excited than he ever has been in a living room before. They had to move some of the furniture out of the way to make room. The rug's been rolled up and set aside. Like a bat, Cehd'ra said, and He Ming wonders if it'll be bigger, smaller, or a different color than a bat he's seen before. A bat from another world must be different.

"I'm ready!" he says, before going to perch on the arm of the sofa against one wall of the room. "Go ahead."

He's never seen magic before—at least not this kind of magic—so when the spell begins to diverge from normal, he has no idea. He Ming simply blinks in surprise when the summoning finishes and he sees in the center of the circle a being that's over twice his size with a bulky central body and dozens of teeming, squirming tentacles extending from it that are already beginning to spread out and feel around for its bearings.

"That doesn't... look like a bat."

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"Do it," he murmurs, almost purring...there is a low rumble building in his chest as He Ming gives in and spills into his hand. Cehd'ra's own cock twinges in empathy, the scent enough to make him moan as he lifts his hand up to his mouth to lick it clean.

"Mnh..." He reaches, draping his other arm over He Ming's middle and pulls their bodies together in a careful embrace. The events of yesterday are fading under the simple haze of sex. There will come a time when they won't be ignored so easily but for now this is good. Reaffirming with each other that they're both just fine for all they've been through.

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He Ming moans softly, sounds peaking in desperate whines as he ruts against the warm grip of his hand through his orgasm.

"It's so hot when you lick your hands like that." He leans forward, nuzzling at his mouth and lapping at the part of his lips. Tasting his own cum, He Ming sighs, satiated. "Now let me help you out and taste you too."

He begins to touch Cehd'ra again. Skimming fingertips along his length, He Ming teases his arousal, finally using a fingernail to trace the vein along his underside. He likes holding him just in his hand, soft and hot.

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He wasn't trying to distract He Ming, he wanted that pleasure and he still does. But the chance to hear him make those sounds and earn such sweet words of praise is always worth pursuing. Cehd'ra melts into He Ming's kiss, curving up against the other's body leaving just enough space for He Ming to reach between and touch.

"Ha...'love the taste," he smiles before getting back to kissing and letting slip a sharper moan at the teasing nail. "He Ming..."

He follows after the cupping hand with a few quick and fervent bucks of his hips, grinding lightly into his relaxed grip. It's such a good tease...

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"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."

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Given something to rut into and with He Ming's heady encouragement Cehd'ra is quick to lose himself. Rocking his hips, whimpering at each teasing press into He Ming's palm and gritting his teeth as his nails draw sensitive lines along the underside, the lingering aches from yesterday slip from his mind as he falls into the pursuit of pleasure.

"He Ming, He Ming..."

Finally those rhythmic motions begin to falter, Cehd'ra reaching down and closing those teasing fingers around his cock as he gets close, fucking their hands until he comes with a sharp gasp and shudder.

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As hard as it might be to feel better after all the physical and emotional abuses of yesterday, He Ming is willing to try his very best to get Cehd'ra to a better state of mind. Stroking him lightly, he only stops playing with his cock until Cehd'ra grabs him by the back of his hand and ruts into his grip.

Hot cum drips over his fingers. He Ming hums and kisses Cehd'ra again, sucking softly at a spot on his skin. "That was nice," he murmurs. "Do you feel a little better?"