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[cultivatingsin]

A-Sang - ! [Xue Yang accuses his lover playfully, shooting Xingchen a bright, happy smile.] You woke Daozhang! Very good.

[He stretches out an arm, his hips moving smoothly, thrusting against Huaisang's prostate all the while. With a groan, he caresses Xingchen's face, eyes lidded.]

Sleep well, A-Chen?

[fanoperator]

[Huaisang smiles happily at the sight of Xingchen's smile and the gentle hand in his hair, but then he yelps at Xue Yang's words, laughing and squirming as Xue Yang gives no mercy.] Am I being scolded or praised?

[He writhes, flooded with pleasure and struggling to focus, but he does his best to reach for Xingchen, twisting his upper body to kiss at him despite Xue Yang's distraction and his own wriggling.] Xingchen. Ah!

[bright_moon]

[ Xue Yang earns the amused smile and Xingchen turns his head to press a kiss to the hand to his face, nuzzling it just a little. ]

Yes.

[ Huaisang earns the soft little chuckle before he happily leans in to kiss their smallest lover. ]

[cultivatingsin]

Both! [He replies breathlessly, cheerfully, never relenting on poor Huaisang. His mouth latches onto one of his nipples, tongue teasing devilishly. The kiss against his hand has him pull back and grin.]

Scold SangSang with me, A-Chen! [Watching them kiss is very...inspiring. Xue Yang grabs onto Huaisang's cock possessively, stroking him.]

[fanoperator]

[Laughing and gasping under the onslaught from both of them, Huaisang clutches at Xingchen's head, holding him close and returning that kiss just as he starts to come. Moaning, he arches beneath Xue Yang, pulling back from the kiss as he throws his head back with a cry, muscles tensing. His hands tighten in Xingchen's hair without him realizing it, but they relax again as Huaisang dissolves into dizzy whimpering.] Love.