[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.]
[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.
[Huaisang whines with pleasure at the nails against his thighs and then the gentle touches to his hole. He grinds his hips back against that hand, trying to get one of Xue Yang's fingers inside and whining that he can't quite succeed.]
You'll just have to take more bites. Leave me covered in bite marks.
[No, no no, not yet. Xue Yang giggles at the impatience, bending forward to kiss his lover's soft lips. His finger enters slightly, gently, teasing with hypnotizing circular motions.]
Mm I want to bite here first. [He nibbles on Huaisang's earlobe, beaming.] You have cute ears, A-Sang.
[Huaisang squeaks happily at the bite, batting at Xue Yang for the nibbling.] Even cuter since you put bird wings in them.
[He whines with impatience, straining back against Xue Yang's fingers in desperation to get more, but he can't go far with Xue Yang still pinning him down.] A-Yang, please, fuck me, please, I need you.
I had to. [He runs his tongue over the pretty wings, cradling Huaisang's head to keep him still.] Look how they suit you!
[His poor love. Xue Yang slips his finger in fully, adding a second to give Huaisang a taste of what is to come. He thrusts them steadily, biting his lip in anticipation.]
[Huaisang moans as the second finger pushes inside of him. He grinds his hips back into it, whimpering his pleas for more and squirming against Xue Yang's hold on him. He's impatient and needy, heart aching for his beloved.] Please, my love, my husband, please, let me take you.
[Hunger overwhelms his desire to tease. Xue Yang pants, pulling his fingers free and quickly replacing them with his cock. He loves being inside of his lover too much; he can't hold himself back forever. Groaning loudly as he slides further inside, he smiles breathlessly.]
[Huaisang keens as Xue Yang fills him, giving him what he needs so much. He rocks his hips back into it, wiggling a little and smiling at his lover over his shoulder.] Pin me down. I want to feel your chest against my back.
My hair might tickle you. [Xue Yang proves that point by doing as Huaisang asks, rocking while inside of his lover. The soft ends of the black strands brush against Huaisang's shoulders, but it can't be denied that he enjoys all of this delicious contact.]
You feel amazing. [He takes a breath and then begins to thrust into his beloved, gradually building the force and pace.]
I like it when you tickle me. [Huaisang moans as Xue Yang presses closer, pinning him down with his weight as he rocks his hips inside. Huaisang can't do much to help like this, but he writhes and clenches around Xue Yang, whimpering desperately for more.] Ah! Xue Yang. Bite... please bite. [Huaisang grins and wiggles beneath him. He always loves being bitten along the back of his neck when Xue Yang is taking him from behind.]
You should be careful, SangSang, or I will tickle you until you can't breathe.
[He doesn't need help; he wants to pleasure his lover so intensely that he longs for him when they are apart. The clenching makes him growl and he parts his lips, biting into the skin of Huaisang's neck. His unusually sharp canine teeth make indentations with ease and he licks the redness, groaning.]
[Huaisang keens as Xue Yang bites him, claiming him. He feels so exquisitely vulnerable, claimed, safe.] A-Yang! Xue Yang. I love you. I need you.
[Writhing up beneath him, Huaisang whines with need, grinding his hips against his lover to get him as deep as possible.] I love it when you take me like this. I feel like I belong to you completely.
[Huaisang moans at the nails dragging down his back, making him shudder and tremble beneath Xue Yang. Each thrust makes him whimper with pleasure, feeling utterly complete as Xue Yang fills him to the hilt.] I'm yours. My Xue Yang. My love.
[Crying out as Xue Yang thrusts hard and deep inside of him, Huaisang comes, body clenching tightly around Xue Yang's shaft as he bucks and shudders.] Xue Yang!
[He is afraid of happiness this intense; it always seems to precede his misery. But he doesn't want to let fear rule him and so he distracts his mind and body with the impossible pleasure of being inside of his Huaisang. He is so hot and so welcoming! Xue Yang gasps when they reach the pinnacle together and his thrusts are erratic as he climaxes too, spending himself in his lover.]
A-A-Sang...! [He does everything he can to snuggle against him, breathing labored.] Don't go. I just want to touch you.
[Huaisang snuggles back against him, curling into Xue Yang's arms.] Not going anywhere. This is my favorite place to be, safe in the arms of my future husband, filled up with his seed.
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Nie-gongzi, you taste like your pastries! I might have to lick all of you.
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[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.]
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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.
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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.]
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I can't wait to be filled with my husband's seed.
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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.
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I want to take my time with you. You're too delicious to waste in one bite.
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You'll just have to take more bites. Leave me covered in bite marks.
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Mm I want to bite here first. [He nibbles on Huaisang's earlobe, beaming.] You have cute ears, A-Sang.
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[He whines with impatience, straining back against Xue Yang's fingers in desperation to get more, but he can't go far with Xue Yang still pinning him down.] A-Yang, please, fuck me, please, I need you.
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[His poor love. Xue Yang slips his finger in fully, adding a second to give Huaisang a taste of what is to come. He thrusts them steadily, biting his lip in anticipation.]
I need you too.
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Just let me love you.
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You feel amazing. [He takes a breath and then begins to thrust into his beloved, gradually building the force and pace.]
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[He doesn't need help; he wants to pleasure his lover so intensely that he longs for him when they are apart. The clenching makes him growl and he parts his lips, biting into the skin of Huaisang's neck. His unusually sharp canine teeth make indentations with ease and he licks the redness, groaning.]
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[Huaisang keens as Xue Yang bites him, claiming him. He feels so exquisitely vulnerable, claimed, safe.] A-Yang! Xue Yang. I love you. I need you.
[Writhing up beneath him, Huaisang whines with need, grinding his hips against his lover to get him as deep as possible.] I love it when you take me like this. I feel like I belong to you completely.
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[He huffs and licks his lips, scratching his nails down Huaisang's back in long lines. Thrusting in a perfect rhythm, he moans, long and low.]
You have me, love. You have me.
[For always. He whimpers as he slides deeper, his head spinning.]
Who...says...you don't? [Xue Yang narrows his dark eyes and smirks, face flushed.] You are mine.
[He emphasizes that with a harder thrust. There.]
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[Crying out as Xue Yang thrusts hard and deep inside of him, Huaisang comes, body clenching tightly around Xue Yang's shaft as he bucks and shudders.] Xue Yang!
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A-A-Sang...! [He does everything he can to snuggle against him, breathing labored.] Don't go. I just want to touch you.
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