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.]
[Huaisang immediately feels bad about his teasing and he quickly kisses Xue Yang to comfort him, pressing close.] I was only teasing, love. Of course I'm not going to leave you like that. [Nuzzling at him, he gives Xue Yang a warm smile, watching his eyes for a moment.]
Carry me to the bedroom. I'll show you something new, and you can fuck my throat if you like.
[Huaisang snuggles close, kissing his neck happily as they head to the bedroom. When Xue Yang sets him down, Huaisang rolls onto his back, lounging with his head just over the edge of the bed. He beckons to Xue Yang, reaching for his hips to pull him close so that Huaisang can kiss at his cock from upside-down.]
You are precious to me. [Xue Yang lays him down, caressing his cheek once Huaisang is settled. The angle intrigues him and he steps closer, gasping at what his lover intends. Oh and the kisses. Those make him shiver and he closes his eyes briefly.]
You're going to have to do most of the work for me, but this angle will make it much easier to take you. [Kissing and licking at him playfully, Huaisang groans with want. He grips Xue Yang's hip tight with one hand, guiding his cock down with the other until he can take it into his mouth. Then he gently tugs Xue Yang's hip to guide him to move forward, filling Huaisang's mouth.]
I don't mind. [Except when said work might hurt Huaisang or cut off his vital air supply. Xue Yang steadies himself against the vibration of that groan, cradling his lover's head against his hands.]
Squeeze my hand if it's too much, love. [He pulls himself almost free and then pushes back in, moaning at the slide of Huaisang's tongue.]
[Huaisang keeps hold of his hip, using that to guide him as to the pace he wants. He needs only a light touch to communicate--forward, back, stay a moment--and it's easy to relax and trust Xue Yang as they play like this.
He keeps it shallow at first, encouraging Xue Yang to thrust slow and easy in and out of his mouth, and then urges him to press forward a little more. Huaisang relaxes his jaw and throat, shifting his angle a bit, but he still has to push Xue Yang back for a moment so he can breathe.
Licking his lips, he kisses Xue Yang's cock once and grins up at him.] I'm okay. I'm having fun. Try again.
[Xue Yang doesn't mind leading in most scenarios; it can be fun. However when he is with his lovers, he follows just as easily - and just as gladly. Huaisang is good about communicating and he focuses on the other man's sweet face, grinning at each command. His fingers grip and caress his lover's hair and he moans.
The open air on his cock sends another burst of sensation through him - and though he wants badly to be back inside of that mouth, rubbing himself against Huaisang's tongue and throat, Xue Yang bends forward and kisses that grin.]
I love you. [His gaze never leaves his lover's face as he pushes into his mouth again, his breathing hitching almost immediately.] I love every inch of you, A-Sang.
[It works better the second time, the angle helping Huaisang to take him in easily. He arches up a little with pleasure once he takes Xue Yang in to the hilt, shoulders staying put on the bed while his hips lift. His free hand skims down to wrap around his own cock, squeezing it as the lust surges through him. His primary focus has to stay on keeping a rhythm so he can breathe, however. He nudges Xue Yang to pull out, breathes, then draws him back in, setting up a pace so that he can breathe comfortably between thrusts.]
[The rhythm requires every last bit of focus he has left. Panting and moaning, his eyes darting from Huaisang's cock to his mouth, Xue Yang's body tenses and he gasps a warning, ready to pull out when the moment comes.]
A-Sang! [His hips jerk and he is unable to help the mess he makes - or where said mess ends up. Shaking, he bends down to check on his lover, frowning.] Huaisang...?
[Huaisang's paying close attention to him, carefully monitoring Xue Yang's rhythm, so he's easily able to catch his seed on his tongue, moaning as he rolls over and props himself up on his elbows, grinning up at his beloved. He sticks out his tongue to show Xue Yang the streaks of white come, looking wickedly shameless as he smiles up at his lover.]
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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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Carry me to the bedroom. I'll show you something new, and you can fuck my throat if you like.
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If you do, I'll just have to take care of myself in front of you. Loudly.
[Xue Yang picks him up without another word or thought, nuzzling him against his chest. He walks to the bedroom, hissing when his erection bobs.]
Aw that sounds dangerous!
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[Huaisang snuggles close, kissing his neck happily as they head to the bedroom. When Xue Yang sets him down, Huaisang rolls onto his back, lounging with his head just over the edge of the bed. He beckons to Xue Yang, reaching for his hips to pull him close so that Huaisang can kiss at his cock from upside-down.]
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A-Sang...
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Squeeze my hand if it's too much, love. [He pulls himself almost free and then pushes back in, moaning at the slide of Huaisang's tongue.]
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He keeps it shallow at first, encouraging Xue Yang to thrust slow and easy in and out of his mouth, and then urges him to press forward a little more. Huaisang relaxes his jaw and throat, shifting his angle a bit, but he still has to push Xue Yang back for a moment so he can breathe.
Licking his lips, he kisses Xue Yang's cock once and grins up at him.] I'm okay. I'm having fun. Try again.
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The open air on his cock sends another burst of sensation through him - and though he wants badly to be back inside of that mouth, rubbing himself against Huaisang's tongue and throat, Xue Yang bends forward and kisses that grin.]
I love you. [His gaze never leaves his lover's face as he pushes into his mouth again, his breathing hitching almost immediately.] I love every inch of you, A-Sang.
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A-Sang! [His hips jerk and he is unable to help the mess he makes - or where said mess ends up. Shaking, he bends down to check on his lover, frowning.] Huaisang...?
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