A-Yang. [His tone is sweet and fond but there's a little of "let's be serious now" in it, which might make Xue Yang think he's about to say something other than: ]
I would be very proud of you if you founded a sect.
[He is taken aback by the encouragement. For all the years he suffered, he has spent so long wanting revenge. But what if he, instead, keeps someone else from going through what he did?]
I know. And it's probably a good idea to get more experience before you start a sect, but when you decide you're ready, I think you'd do a really good job. You'd take good care of your people.
[Huaisang beams at the screen, so fond and proud.]
I like taking care of you. [He is darkly flushed and flirting is...easier. Xue Yang isn't sure what to do with all of this pride and love.] Do you need anything, SangSang?
Kisses. [Huaisang props his chin on his hand as he smiles at the screen. He always needs Xue Yang's kisses.] In fact, I think I might be growing faint from lack of kisses... [He pretends to swoon, dropping out of the video frame.]
[Huaisang moans into the kiss, melting against his lover and smiling radiantly when the kiss breaks.] I always miss you. I wish I could keep you by my side forever.
Mm me too. [He snuggles Huaisang against him, nuzzling their lips together before he goes in for another kiss.] Though I'd rather not wear all of that leather constantly. It rubbed me raw in all the wrong places.
[Huaisang's currently only dressed in a little minidress robe for lounging around the apartment. He's definitely learned that it's important to be easy-access for his lovers unless he intends to leave the apartment building.]
Did it? I'll get you softer things. Let me kiss it better. Where did it chafe? [His fingers stray downward, caressing lightly along Xue Yang's inner thigh.]
[Huaisang nods attentively as Xue Yang shows him, admiring the bare skin along the way. He drops to his knees, starting to press kisses over each place Xue Yang shows, even though the chafing has long since healed. Kissing is important!]
[Kissing is amazing. Whoever came up with the idea deserves all of the gold and jewels in Xue Yang's opinion. He shivers under the heat of Huaisang's mouth, whimpering in his throat.]
And sometimes it would ride up...here.
[Yes, he is shamelessly pointing at his cock. Sue him.]
[Huaisang nods very earnestly, looking up at him with slightly wide eyes before he presses a kiss to Xue Yang's cock, then another, then takes him into his mouth, swallowing him down until Xue Yang nestles against the back of his throat.]
Ah! [He gets more than he thought he would, but Huaisang has a way of surprising him. Shuddering to his core, he grips his lover's hair, his lips parted as he drags in shaky breaths.]
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I think in order to be noble you'd have to found a sect or marry a noble, however.
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[...they could all get married. He presses his lips together tightly.]
Maybe I can found a sect! You don't know.
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I would be very proud of you if you founded a sect.
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How proud? What would you do to celebrate?
[He is aware that he is far from being a competent teacher or leader, but one day...maybe...]
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I think if it was something you wanted to do, you'd be a very good sect leader.
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It'd be small and quiet. Daozhang would be proud.
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[But the drive is there. He just has to open his heart more.]
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[Huaisang beams at the screen, so fond and proud.]
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You better be awake when I get there or I will cover you in kisses.
[As if that is a threat...? Xue Yang doesn't bother with knocking; he lets himself in and quickly searches for his silly lover.]
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Miss me?
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I miss that about the ship.
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Did it? I'll get you softer things. Let me kiss it better. Where did it chafe? [His fingers stray downward, caressing lightly along Xue Yang's inner thigh.]
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I've healed, but if you really want to know...
[He is happy to strip! He tugs off his clothes and shows his lover where the leather had chafed his thighs...his groin...
No, he isn't fibbing. Hush.]
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And sometimes it would ride up...here.
[Yes, he is shamelessly pointing at his cock. Sue him.]
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That...feels...much better.
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[He stands up, smiling cheerfully. Problem fixed! All done!]
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You're going to leave me like that?
[That meaning hard.]
Or maybe you want me inside of you?
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