Curing Granny Indecisiveness

@✵ ten lee ᵈᵃⁿᶜᵉ ᶜᵒᵃᶜʰ Even though Ten spoke like he was lodging a complaint, all Linong saw was a cutie that was trying to talk his way out of something he didn't like. "Mm, I'm sorry baby," he said again, though his words were accompanied with a chuckle this time. He received Ten's kiss and then tightened his hold around the older. "Louis will soon get used to it, so don't you worry about anything." He could tell that Ten's relaxed body meant he was ready to fall asleep. Though Linong did wish he could just a little more to also reach his , he would much rather have his boyfriend happy on their first night together. Pressing a kiss to the top of the smaller's head, he murmured, "Sleep baby, we'll finish next time."

@✵ chen linong ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ When Linong actually listened and stopped, Ten twisted so that they could lie on their sides, his back pressed tight to Linong's chest. "You're being too rough," he complained, a disgruntled pout on his lips. Turning his head slightly, his cheek pressed against Linong's face, and he rubbed against Linong for a brief moment before settling back down, relaxing and practically melting into the bed. "Even Louis got mad at you, and you know how little he cares about anything but food already." Despite his harsh words, Ten rested his hand over Linong's, closing his eyes and hoping he'd fall asleep so Linong would leave him alone for a bit.

@✵ ten lee ᵈᵃⁿᶜᵉ ᶜᵒᵃᶜʰ With Ten swatting Louis away as Linong instructed, it really gave the younger a sense of dominance that he didn't expect to feel. "Good boy," he praised as Ten turned back to him and pleaded for leniency. His hips slowly came to a standstill, and Linong leaned in to kiss his boyfriend over the lips. "Alright, alright," he cooed, though he didn't pull out from Ten's tight body yet, "You're the one making all the demands baby, but I'll listen to you." He smiled endearingly as he held Ten tight against him, "When I could've sworn you were the one rushing me to enter you sooner, you didn't think it'd end up like this, did you?"

@✵ chen linong ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ Ten wanted to let Louis stay and take a bite at Linong, but knowing his lazy cat who was all meow and no bite, Louis was just going to hide and sulk for a bit. Ten reached out and pushed at Louis, groaning lowly against his pillow. Louis scattered with Ten's push, and Ten turned back slightly so he could look at Linong with a look that said 'Happy'? He reached back again, this time only to hold Linong's wrist rather than scratch at him. "Break?" he panted, his eyes glazed over from exhaustion and the overstimulation. "Daddy... Please," he mewled.

@✵ ten lee ᵈᵃⁿᶜᵉ ᶜᵒᵃᶜʰ Ten was feisty, especially when a sore spot was touched. That didn't stop Linong from trying to overstimulate his usually catty boyfriend though, and he nipped once more at Ten's ear before he backed off. He didn't realize that Louis had come to Ten's defense until he looked up and saw the feline hissing aggressively at him. This gave Linong an idea, and he smirked as he leaned in to whisper against Ten's ear, "Baby, you need a break? Then go on, tell Louis that he needs to get out of here." He ed harshly once more to make Ten arch his back, "The longer he stays, the more I'll need from you. He's kind of ruining my mood right now."

@✵ chen linong ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ Louder? Ten was screaming so loud the neighbours would be calling the police (again) anytime soon. He lashed out when he felt Linong lean in again, clawing with his nails at Linong's side when he felt the younger's lips against his ear. His oversensitive body wasn't going to calm down anytime soon if Linong was still going at this pace but unexpectedly, Louis, the lazier of Ten's cats, came to the rescue. When Ten let out another sound that a mix between a scream and a moan, Louis appeared at the top of the bed and hissed at Linong, fangs completely bared, back arched, and tail puffy and straight in the air.

@✵ ten lee ᵈᵃⁿᶜᵉ ᶜᵒᵃᶜʰ The one thing Linong knew he had was stamina. That was how he had managed to satisfy a drunk Ten the first time when they slept together. However, when the smaller was already writhing and shaking beneath him, begging to be released, Linong felt that it was unfair he didn't get to yet! "Not yet baby," he rasped, though he slowed down once he felt Ten's sticky release all over the older's flat stomach. He leaned in to nip at Ten's ear, the outer shell to try and draw his attention away from what was happening below the waistline, "You can do this for me, right? Moan loudly, that'll help me come faster."

@✵ chen linong ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ Did Linong actually expect Ten to have an answer? Ten was just y, and everyone knew it, no explanation needed. He cried into his pillow, gripping the sheets beneath him as though he could cling onto his sanity like that. It didn't take much longer before he came, his release staining the covers beneath him. Still, Linong was rutting into his oversensitive body with abandon. Ten reached back again, his nails scrabbling against Linong's skin this time in tell him to hurry up. "I can't anymore," he sobbed, other hand gripping the blanket so tightly his arm shook. Although it was true he had just been begging for it, he had always been extremely sensitive after his , and he always made his partners stop once Ten was finished. "Please- Just in me and let me go I can't- I can't-"

@✵ ten lee ᵈᵃⁿᶜᵉ ᶜᵒᵃᶜʰ Linong wanted to tell Ten that it was precisely because the older was now /his/ that he would even dare to treat Ten this way. But, because he didn't want to push his luck, he slowed his hips down just a little, enough for Ten to catch a breath between every few s. "Well, that's what you do to me baby," he mumbled instead, pressing kisses along Ten's slender neck. The skin against his lips was cool and it felt like it belonged to a cute cat boy, "Why do you sound like a kitty when you're baby?" Linong suddenly asked Ten, half-teasing and half-seriously, "Are you really a vixen in disguise?"

@✵ chen linong ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ With his body trapped beneath Linong's and his wrists pressed down so tight, there wasn't much Ten could do. He screamed into the pillow beneath his face, his body tight as a strung wire beneath the younger man. "No- Not like this," he whimpered, his hands clenching into fists beneath his chest. His own was rubbing against the sheets beneath him with every , bringing him close to his effortlessly. Since when had Ten become so /easy/? "Daddy, you're really going to- ah- treat me like this within an hour of asking me to be yours?"

@✵ ten lee ᵈᵃⁿᶜᵉ ᶜᵒᵃᶜʰ Linong felt Ten's hand pressed against his stomach. He had read the signs before, and knew that this meant he was supposed to slow down. But then again, Ten was always trying to take control of the speed. How was Linong to be his boyfriend's 'Daddy' if Ten was the one calling all the shots? Since the older didn't have much strength in his push, it was easy for Linong to grip Ten's wrist and pull it away, holding it against Ten's chest again as he resumed his thursting, "You wanted it baby, I'm just giving you what you asked for."

@✵ chen linong ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ Ten managed a brief kiss before his head dropped back against the pillow, instinctively trying to crawl away when Linong's s became rough and unpredictable. He wasn't able to answer with words, only a strangled cry as he reached back again to try and push at Linong's stomach in a bid to get him to slow down. Even though Ten begged for it, he didn't want to come right away and have the night end only half an hour in. "Good," he whimpered, his chest arching into the mattress beneath him. "Daddy is so rough-"

@✵ ten lee ᵈᵃⁿᶜᵉ ᶜᵒᵃᶜʰ Doing it with his chest pressed against Ten's back allowed for Linong to hug Ten closer and tighter as he began to increase the intensity of his s, making sure he slammed so hard into the older that Ten would physically ride up on the bed. He loved having Ten's feeble clinging fingers on him too, and Linong thought himself very patient to lower his head and return Ten's kiss when it was clearly interrupting his rhythm. "Yes baby?" he murmured as he raised his hips to change the angle at which he pounded into Ten, "Does it feel good?"

@✵ chen linong ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ Taken aback by the dirty words coming from Linong's mouth, Ten was shocked silent, only able to spread his legs a little to accommodate Linong kneeling between them, grunting softly as he took Linong inside him. Ten's cries started out quiet, but they became progressively louder as Linong into him, stiff and hot inside him. "Daddy," he choked out, nails digging into the skin of Linong's upper arm as he clung on. Slowly, his his travelled up Linong's shoulders and neck to cup his face, guiding the younger down to kiss. He nipped and bit at Linong's lips, wondering if a neck full of hickeys on Linong would be enough to deter Wang Linkai the next day.

@✵ ten lee ᵈᵃⁿᶜᵉ ᶜᵒᵃᶜʰ As usual, Ten never had no qualms about expressing himself and his needs, which should normally make Linong hasten his actions, but tonight, he was unbothered. "You're my dumpster regardless," Linong said without much though, hearing his fingers squelch from curling against Ten's entrance. He soon retracted his fingers and then began to line himself up to Ten, "If it gets too quiet, I'll stop," he warned the older before pushing himself in with a single, fluid . Since Ten called him slow, Linong didn't wait for the sign to go, instead starting to without mercy.

@✵ chen linong ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ Ten huffed. "You're too slow," he said, a phrase constantly heard from him when he and Linong were intimate. Dropping his face against Linong's neck, Ten exhaled heavily when Linong's fingers penetrated him again, his fingers scrabbling against Linong's chest for something to hold on to. "Daddy," he moaned naturally, without Linong even having to prompt a second time. "Daddy, stop teasing me. I want you so bad." He shifted, panting lightly when Linong's fingers crooked inside him. "I wanna be your little dumpster, Daddy."

@✵ ten lee ᵈᵃⁿᶜᵉ ᶜᵒᵃᶜʰ Linong could make out the slick noises of Ten's fingers tugging against his own manhood. In a bid of dominance, he pulled his sopping wet fingers out of the older's hole to swat Ten's hand off of , "Don't touch yourself," he scolded Ten, "Or else Daddy will think you can pleasure yourself and I'll stop baby," he rasped. Plunging his fingers back into Ten's relaxed entrance, Linong groaned, fighting back the urge to just shove his inside now. He picked up the speed of his moving fingers, and he leaned in to nip at Ten's neck, "Let's hear how good you're feeling baby," he murmured.

@✵ chen linong ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ Ten's breathing was becoming a bit more laboured with Linong's teasing, and his was painful against his stomach. He slipped his hand beneath the waistband of Linong's pants, gripping his manhood and beginning to , his fingertips brushing against Linong's balls when he touched him. "I don't want Daddy to stop," Ten continued to egg Linong, pushing his bottom out against Linong's hand, another moan escaping him shamelessly, continuing to say, "Daddy, don't tease me too long."

@✵ ten lee ᵈᵃⁿᶜᵉ ᶜᵒᵃᶜʰ Daddy? What a pleasant turn of events for Linong. In his excitement, he added a third finger inside of Ten, so that only his thumb and pinkie were still outside. With his three fingers curled inside Ten's body, Linong began to , feeling the wetness that was building inside Ten's warm . "Let's see," he said, pressing his free hand over Ten's back to keep their bodies pressed together. Even if the older wanted to squirm, he'd have no room (or enough strength) to. "I wonder if you'll beg Daddy for more first, or to stop first," he thought aloud, making a bet with no one in particular, "Somehow I think it'll be a bit of both."

@✵ chen linong ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ Ten realized Linong was quite good at sweet talking, when it wasn't directed at someone else. His back arched off the bed in response at an additional finger inside of him, another pitched moan escaping his lips. "It's cuter than any you've seen," he corrected, on the off-chance that Linong had actually seen Wang Linkai's bottom. "And it's all for you, Daddy," he purred, bringing the nickname back shamelessly now that they'd made up. Reaching back, Ten curled his fingers against Linong's cheek, drawing him in to kiss. It was short-lived when another moan from Ten interrupted them, his delicate features screwing up with how deep Linong was pushing his fingers inside him.

@✵ ten lee ᵈᵃⁿᶜᵉ ᶜᵒᵃᶜʰ "I have eight sick days...I'll just take another one," Linong murmured, not moved by Ten's reasoning. He smiled when the older seemed receptive to his , and was eager to press a lubed up finger in past the tight ring of muscles. "I want to enjoy you though, Ge," he muttered, "Want to watch your face as you feel my fingers moving inside of you." Linong said that as he pressed a kiss to Ten's soft cheek, "And then I'll put it in you, without hurting you." He grunted as Ten palmed his . "Ge, you are always so cute when you compliment my size. But have I ever told you that you've got the cutest ever?" He added a second digit into the tight rim, scissoring Ten, "It's cuter than any girl's I've ever seen."

@✵ chen linong ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ "And when you really need your sick day? What then?" Once Linong had everything he needed, Ten was rolling onto his side and pushing his bottom out already, a little thrown off when Linong wanted to do a little . Ten often encouraged Linong to just put it in without any preparation (Ten played with himself often enough, anyway), so he was startled enough this time that he didn't even protest. Letting out a soft breath when Linong's fingertips brushed against his bottom, Ten reached behind him to cup Linong's bulge in his loose pants. He loved how he could feel Linong's come to life beneath his hands, and it felt extra arousing even to Ten as he rubbed at the firm bulge. "Don't take so long. I want to feel you inside me-"

@✵ ten lee ᵈᵃⁿᶜᵉ ᶜᵒᵃᶜʰ "Then let's call in sick," Linong said, sliding a hand between Zhan's buttocks. Ten was so small that with a single cupping motion, Linong had pretty much d all of him underneath. "Ge...do you have lube?" he asked, not wanting to start Ten without something to ease his pain first. His fingers couldn't stay still though, and so while he waited for Ten to reach over and grab it from the cabinet, Linong ran the length of his fingers against the small entrance (that had taken him quite a few times already) and he sighed, feeling his own getting more and more painful.

@✵ chen linong ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ That was more like it. Ten whined when he felt Linong's hand fondling with his bottom, and he kicked off his sweatpants completely so that he was only left in his shirt, to speed things along. Linong had always been slow, and they had work tomorrow, damn it. Slipping his hands beneath Linong's shirt, Ten's fingers and palms explored the firm expanse of skin and muscle of Linong's body. He'd usually have clambered over Linong at this point, but he stayed still this time, only reacting to what Linong was going to do to him. "Work tomorrow," he reminded Linong with a murmur, his words mostly lost between their kisses.

@✵ ten lee ᵈᵃⁿᶜᵉ ᶜᵒᵃᶜʰ Linong's long fingers started to slip under the waistband of Ten's pants. Immediately, he could feel the older's smooth skin. As he followed Ten's finger, the dip of the older's hips revealed just how skinny he was underneath his oversized clothing. "Hm..." Linong said, kissing Ten again, chasing after the older's lips hungrily. Without any hurry to his movements, he slowly pushed the older's pants down, revealing his perky buttocks. Linong's palm cupped over one of them, and he gave it a playful squeeze, grinning as he did so.

@✵ chen linong ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ Huh. Was that it? Ten kissed him back languidly, slipping the tip of his tongue past Linong’s lips, but that was the furthest step he took for them. He could feel Linong’s hand on his waist, and be pushed his bottom out into Linong’s hand to show that he was receptive to it, but must Linong always be so careful and shy? Well, if nothing was happening, then Ten wouldn’t force it. He drew away from their kiss with a soft pop between their lips, resting against his pillow again.

@✵ ten lee ᵈᵃⁿᶜᵉ ᶜᵒᵃᶜʰ Linong saw this as his perfect first opportunity to use actions instead of words to prove himself. Rather than answer the older and risk embarrassing himself in the process, he simply cupped Ten's chin. Leaning in close, he kissed the older sweetly against his lips. Ten's lips were still sweet, and the slight trembling excited him. He pulled Ten flush against him, a hand trailing down to gently hold the older's waist, stroking slowly, suggestively.

@✵ chen linong ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ "Hm?" Ten opened his eyes lethargically again, wondering if /now/ Linong wanted to do /something/. It was about time, anyway. Who spent this much time prefacing it all with talk? But, even if Linong hadn't had a boyfriend before, or if he had dated at all, all men were the same. Ten knew when to take control, and when to play clueless and coy to inflate someone's ego. He shifted again, putting on a sleepily puzzled expression as he lifted his gaze to meet Linong's. "What are you going to do?"

@✵ ten lee ᵈᵃⁿᶜᵉ ᶜᵒᵃᶜʰ "Mm, I know. I will keep that in mind Ge," Linong promised. He didn't know if he had ever been so conscious about his every word and movement ever since he had grown attracted to Ten. "Should I use my actions to show you how happy I am to be with you right now?" he asked lowly, not feeling any sleepiness at all.

@✵ chen linong ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ Leaning into Linong's touch, much like his cats when he reached a hand out, Ten closed his eyes, practically purring. "I told you," he said once he rested his head back down over the pillow and against Linong's neck. "I'm fine with what you were doing before. The only thing is Wang Linkai and the other juniors." Peering up at Linong through his fluttering lashes, Ten was confident in practically demanding, "If I'm insecure, then isn't it your job to reassure me? You have to prove to me with your actions, not your words."