Yan Wushi has decided to connect his long, thick, veiny and aroused airpods into Shen Qiao's tender, blinking, reddened bluetooth. Yan Wushi has recognized his airpods is 100% hard, and wishes to pour the seeds of his battery inside Shen Qiao.
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Once he has linked his arousal into Shen Qiao's eager bluetooth, a deep moan falls past his lips. He drowns in the feeling of Shen Qiao's warm bluetooth around his active airpods and groans breathlessly: "Ah Qiao's device is made for this venerable one's wireless wire™."
Shen Qiao shakingly wraps his arms around Yan Wushi's neck, pulling the man into a gentle kiss just to hide the noises threatening to rip out of his throat. "Y-Yan-lang..."

Yan Wushi pulls out to boost his momentum, ignoring the blaring sound of: "Disconnected. Pairing..."
Then Shen Qiao screams in pure bliss as Yan Wushi connects their devices once again.
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