There's a gasp and he jerks, sloshing some of the water almost out of the tub as he does so. It's low enough to not make him squirm too much right off the bat, but it's a decidedly very different feeling from anything he's had inside him before.
He takes a breath, trying to--not really ignore the vibrations, but focus beyond them. It doesn't go so well, but at least he puts in the effort. He tried, right? He begins to tremble and takes another breath, hands curling against the sides of the tub as he moans. "A-Sang," his voice is like a plead and he turns his head, trying to seek out a kiss.
"Mm," Huaisang replies with a little laugh. "Relax, A-Yao. Enjoy." Giving him that kiss, Huaisang lingers in it, soft and sweet, trying to calm him. "You're safe," Huaisang murmurs against his lips. "I want you to unwind. If you'd rather that I just stroke you, I will. I want you to relax and feel good."
He knows what a tangle Meng Yao's emotions are, after whatever happened between him and Mingjue and the intense confession and their conversation downstairs. He's been through a lot. Huaisang just wants to let him melt into pleasure and praise, and then to put him safely to bed. "My A-Yao," he continues murmuring praise between kisses and warm smiles. "You're safe. I have you."
He's not used to this pleasure that builds slowly and draws itself out. For him, it was usually a brutal pace and overwhelming waves that crashed over him, forcing and keeping him under until he gave in to the onslaught of it.
Huaisang's kisses and praise make him ache. "Why?" He asks softly, though he fears he'll never truly understand it. He doesn't understand Xichen's love either even as he accepts it for what it is, but he can't help but ask anyhow.
"Mm, why what? You had a rough day and I want to help you recover from that. You're valuable to me. Because of your usefulness, your skill, your devotion and protectiveness toward me despite it all. Because you're a weapon that I don't want in any other hands than mine, because I don't trust anyone else to keep you calm and tame and satisfied. Because you're one of my favorite toys, and the more I play with you, the more delightfully you respond."
Nipping sweetly at Meng Yao's ear, Huaisang makes a soft, possessive rumbling noise in his ear. "Any other questions?"
Each comment feels like a strike against his heart, but not particularly in a bad way. It's not all praise, exactly, but mixed in with more logical statements-- that he's useful and dangerous and Huaisang wants him in his hands rather than anyone else's.
It's a bit nice, he thinks, to have someone be possessive of him like this. To value his skills in a way few others--family included--ever had. He closes his eyes and shakes his head, but he supposes he does have one more question, voice breathy.
"Of course." Huaisang's voice was warm and pleased, proud of Meng Yao for asking for what he wanted. Kissing his temple, Huaisang reached to stroke his cock with smooth, rhythmic strokes. He stayed close, cuddling and nuzzling as he worked Meng Yao over in the sweetest possible way. "My A-Yao. Just let go. I have you. I want you to feel good."
He sighs in relief, letting his head rest back against Huaisang's shoulder. His hips move slowly, fucking Huaisang's hand and letting the pleasure curl its way around him.
He closes his eyes and moans to the ceiling, hands gripping at the sides of the tub. Unlike his normal trysts with people, his orgasm builds slowly. It's an almost sweet torture that finally ends when he gasps sharply and moans, coming over Huaisang's hand and the water before collapsing back bonelessly against the other. The vibrating of the plug is more pronounced now, making him whimper.
Huaisang slips the toy out easily once Meng Yao has finished. He flicks it off and lets it float harmlessly away to be fished out later.
"Feel better, Yaoyao?" Huaisang nuzzles at him, gentle and fond. The evening has been very intense for them both, but especially for Meng Yao. Huaisang's proud of him and the progress he's made, and he wants to be gentle with his plaything. "Take your time and enjoy the afterglow. We can move to bed whenever you want."
He sighs, turning to kiss Huaisang slowly, letting everything settle. His fingers roam, not even trying to be sexual so much as just wanting to use the touch to ground himself, the smooth slide of Huaisang's skin beneath his fingers making him sigh.
It takes a few more calm minutes before he has to admit to himself that if they don't move soon he might actually fall asleep in the bath. He draws himself away and stretches his arms above his head, letting his muscles tense and then relax. "Can we go to sleep soon, A-Sang?" Perhaps because of the intensity of the day, he's feeling much more pliant and obedient tonight, even more so than he usually plays at.
"Yes, of course." Huaisang smiles approval at him, pleased as ever when Meng Yao is obedient and cooperative--which is usually, even if Meng Yao likes to think otherwise.
Nudging him softly, Huaisang sits up, pulling the stopper from the tub and getting up. It's been an intense hour, and he's exhausted now, looking forward to curling up in bed and cuddling as they fall asleep.
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He takes a breath, trying to--not really ignore the vibrations, but focus beyond them. It doesn't go so well, but at least he puts in the effort. He tried, right? He begins to tremble and takes another breath, hands curling against the sides of the tub as he moans. "A-Sang," his voice is like a plead and he turns his head, trying to seek out a kiss.
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He knows what a tangle Meng Yao's emotions are, after whatever happened between him and Mingjue and the intense confession and their conversation downstairs. He's been through a lot. Huaisang just wants to let him melt into pleasure and praise, and then to put him safely to bed. "My A-Yao," he continues murmuring praise between kisses and warm smiles. "You're safe. I have you."
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Huaisang's kisses and praise make him ache. "Why?" He asks softly, though he fears he'll never truly understand it. He doesn't understand Xichen's love either even as he accepts it for what it is, but he can't help but ask anyhow.
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Nipping sweetly at Meng Yao's ear, Huaisang makes a soft, possessive rumbling noise in his ear. "Any other questions?"
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It's a bit nice, he thinks, to have someone be possessive of him like this. To value his skills in a way few others--family included--ever had. He closes his eyes and shakes his head, but he supposes he does have one more question, voice breathy.
"A-Sang, touch me?"
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He closes his eyes and moans to the ceiling, hands gripping at the sides of the tub. Unlike his normal trysts with people, his orgasm builds slowly. It's an almost sweet torture that finally ends when he gasps sharply and moans, coming over Huaisang's hand and the water before collapsing back bonelessly against the other. The vibrating of the plug is more pronounced now, making him whimper.
"Ah, take it out, A-Sang, it's too much..."
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"Feel better, Yaoyao?" Huaisang nuzzles at him, gentle and fond. The evening has been very intense for them both, but especially for Meng Yao. Huaisang's proud of him and the progress he's made, and he wants to be gentle with his plaything. "Take your time and enjoy the afterglow. We can move to bed whenever you want."
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It takes a few more calm minutes before he has to admit to himself that if they don't move soon he might actually fall asleep in the bath. He draws himself away and stretches his arms above his head, letting his muscles tense and then relax. "Can we go to sleep soon, A-Sang?" Perhaps because of the intensity of the day, he's feeling much more pliant and obedient tonight, even more so than he usually plays at.
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Nudging him softly, Huaisang sits up, pulling the stopper from the tub and getting up. It's been an intense hour, and he's exhausted now, looking forward to curling up in bed and cuddling as they fall asleep.