Huaisang moaned and signed as he felt Hannibal come within him, filling him with seed. Panting softly as he recovered, he closed his eyes to savor the bliss of the moment. Each soft kiss felt like a blessing, and his body was warm and tingling with pleasure. "Yes, Daddy," he murmured, smiling contentedly around the words. "I like being your sheath. I like being filled with you. I want always to be your cockwarmer. Your vessel."

Turning his head, Huaisang kissed Hannibal's cheek, nuzzling softly at him while he took this moment to rest while Hannibal recovered.