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[He tilts his head towards Huaisang, cheeks pinking at every admission. But there is more to a marriage - a sense of stability, perhaps - and that is what draws him most. It's easy to say all of those wonderful things for a day or a week, yet he wants to spend what life he has left with this man and Xingchen.]

It's easier for you, A-Sang. In a way. You can go back and if there is something you don't like, you can work on changing it. I also sincerely hope you find love there too. It's not like A-Chen and I will haunt you.

[His lips quirk upward.]

But I want to spend the time I have left with you and him. I guess I want it to be as official as it can be, though I know Duplicity won't approve. It will matter to us, however, and that is all I want.

I thought we'd promised reincarnation. [Huaisang nudges him, gently teasing.] When I go home, I will do everything I can to ease your soul to find reincarnation. We already have this place. Perhaps there will be others.

[He continues exchanging bites of pastry as they talk.]

As for official, we've already learned how dangerous this place can be when we've done nothing to offend it. I think it is best that we do not draw its attention. Nothing official.

I'll try. [But he isn't sure his soul...will. After everything. And Daozhang's had been stubbornly against it after losing Song Lan.]

So what about something just between us? You get to wear red.

[And there will be a wedding night?]

And we can have a nice honeymoon too...

[Huaisang also isn't at all sure whether Xue Yang and Xingchen can be reincarnated from the state they were in. And yet... they're... here. So clearly their souls can be obtained, somehow.

He looks very pleased and flattered about wearing red and being a bride. Groom? Bride. He can be a male bride if he perfectly well wants. Nodding with pleasure, he lifts his chin with a little grin.] Okay. [He puts a finger to Xue Yang's nose before he gets too excited.] Not for a few months, okay? And no talking about it to anyone who isn't us. Not until we know more about this place. I don't want to take risks or draw attention.

[There is some hope, definitely, however Xue Yang knows better than to live on hopes. It's best to work with what exists and leave dreams to...dreams.

He finally takes a bite of pastry, chewing it with a grin.]

Red will look great on you. [The tap makes him blink and laugh. He embraces his lover enthusiastically, nuzzling against his shoulder.]

Alright. A few months. And who am I going to tell? Almost everyone I've spoken to thinks I'm extremely calloused or unhinged.

That's not true. You're friends with Connor. [Huaisang's friends with him too, now.] And there's Wuxian and Wangji. No telling them, either.

[Huaisang cuddles happily, enjoying his pastries and wine.]

Still. [They tend to take him with a grain of salt. He picks up a piece of pastry and nudges it against Huaisang's lips.]

It's our secret. The only way they'll know is if they watch us around one another.

They know we're committed lovers, so it's still not much of a secret. [Huaisang gladly takes the bite, licking at Xue Yang's fingers before he pulls away to chew.]

It's a secret. [He pecks Huaisang's sugary lips, curving a hand against his lover's cheek.] Committed lovers doesn't mean I adore every inch of you, but I do. Committed lovers doesn't mean I would kill and die for you, but I would.

I know. [Huaisang smiles happily back at him, hopelessly infatuated.] No dying for me, though. Live for me.

[Pouncing, Huaisang slides into his lap to straddle him.] I love you.

I would miss your lips if I died, that's true.

[He groans at the sudden pressure against his groin, arching against Huaisang.]

I love you. [Rubbing along those beautiful legs, he smiles in relief.] We're family.

You're my home. [Huaisang smiles back at him, happy and adoring.] This is where I belong.

This isn't just about comfort, though. [He whispers huskily, flipping them suddenly and rubbing their hips together seductively.]

[Huaisang squeals at being flipped, laughing happily.] Ah! Xue Yang! I've been captured. Whatever shall I do?

Give in. [He breathes against his lover's ear.] There is no use in hiding how you feel. I will find out.

[Xue Yang's hands are busy undressing Huaisang as he speaks.]

[Fortunately there's not much to undress, since Huaisang wears mostly lingerie around his apartment these days, unless he's planning to go out. He gasps at the promising whispers, chills spilling down his spine.] Ah! So frightening. [Huaisang laughs breathlessly, happy to play.] Please ravish me, Xue-gongzi.

[Lucky him! Xue Yang tosses the light, silky pieces aside, smirking in pure, unfettered desire. He bends his head to bite the inside of his lover's thigh, sucking on the skin, hard, for a moment.]

Nie-gongzi, you taste like your pastries! I might have to lick all of you.

[Squealing and giggling, Huaisang squirms beneath him, arching at the bite and the sucking on his sensitive inner thigh.] Ah! Yes, yes please.

[He can't resist the urge to play, however, so when Xue Yang's mouth releases for a moment, he tries to bolt, scrabbling for the edge of the bed in complete confidence that he won't make it before he's captured.]

[He starts with that thigh, nibbling a line on the inside. But then Huaisang is moving and his work is interrupted! How dare.]

A-Sang! [He pounces like a playful fox and straddles whichever side his lover lands on. The view is so nice either way.] Where do you think you're going? I've only just started.

[Landing on his belly, Huaisang squirms beneath him, laughing breathlessly but still trying to twist around so he can tickle at Xue Yang's sides.] Guess you'll just have to pin me down...

[Xue Yang nestles against his back, his face pressed against Huaisang's hair. So soft! And he smells good.]

That was my plan! [He replies cheerfully, rubbing himself against his lover's deliciously plump cheeks. It would be so enticing to just...push in. But he holds himself back, nibbling on Huaisang's ear.]

[Huaisang makes a content noise as Xue Yang settles atop him, blanketing his body. His hips grind up in return and he groans a little at the tease of Xue Yang's cock nestling between his cheeks.]

I can't wait to be filled with my husband's seed.

[He is in love with a demon. Xue Yang narrows his eyes at the downright devilish words and he licks a long line up Huaisang's spine in revenge.]

Your soon-to-be husband will fill you until you can't take in anymore.

[Fumbling for some oil - and keeping Huaisang pressed to the bed - he snickers.]

I'm beginning to think you are a terrible, terrible flirt, A-Sang.

[...beginning?]

[Huaisang gasps with pleasure at the tongue sliding up his spine, dissolving into groans by the time Xue Yang finishes. He's dazed for a few seconds afterward. When he starts wiggling again beneath Xue Yang, it's only to spread his legs wide for his lover.] A constant, shameless flirt. The only solution is to fuck me until I'm too worn out to flirt.

[Growling throatily, he runs his nails down the back of Huaisang's thighs. Using the oil, he massages the muscles at the edge of his lover's entrance. He won't penetrate him; not yet.]

I want to take my time with you. You're too delicious to waste in one bite.

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