[Fuck. Seren’s words and his touch nearly set Zhou Fei off again. He’s hard and aching asbhe continues to roll his hips back against Seren, to fit every last inch of both cocks inside of him, to satisfy his own mental image of his abdomen bulging and struggling to contain the seed Seren has filed him with.]

Mnnn. You’ve bred me so well. How could I not be, balii? My body is made to hold your seed. I’m your cocksleeve, your balii.

[He flexes his stomach out to amplify the effect of his words as he runs his hands down to meet Seren’s.] So big already.