If Cherry had one rule about sex, it was that it be done well and as Sunny slowly slid out from inside his tight passage, he groaned hotly, shifting his weight back in order to allow the Chinese man to stand easier, biting down hard on his lower lip.<br/><br/>He gripped the bedsheets tightly moments before Sunny thrust deeply into his body, and he moaned loudly, arching back shamelessly against the long shaft, panting hotly. Still, he could tell that the man was holding back; wasn't giving as good as he could and Cherry didn't understand why. The agonisingly slow pace was torture to the redhead and he tried to buck back against Sunny's body, whimpering loudly in desire.<br/><br/>"Wh-what's the problem?" He asked breathlessly, smirking slightly as he turned to look over his shoulder with a mischievous expression clouded with lust. "Am I... Too much for you to handle, Sunny-boy...?"<br/><br/>Perhaps the name was a little much, but Cherry often found that the more he pressed someone's buttons, the more wild and wonderful the sex got... And he had rather demanding appetites.