The sensation of being pet is soothing and he hasn't had much that is soothing in...
Years. He sighs sadly when he can no longer reach the other man, but he tries to be a gentleman by tucking his cock away and rearranging his robes. So Fierce Corpses can ejaculate? That is interesting. He giggles a little to himself.
"I hope you dream about me." he murmurs, moving back into the cell and sitting down with a clank, "That used to be a less disgusting prospect. But thank you for teaching me not all of me is dead."
"Certainly not your cock," Huaisang agrees, just a hint of teasing showing through his aloof demeanor before he makes a quick retreat.
He returns two days later, a pair of guards in front of him carrying a bolted iron box with Xue Yang's arm inside. They set it down on the ground in front of Huaisang.
Wary of the arm and its owner, Huaisang nudges the box with his toe before he considers Xue Yang, assessing his mood to decide whether this course of action is safe. "Good afternoon, Xue Yang."
"True!" he laughs, slightly unhinged, but, all things considered, that is good for him. The sound fades as Huaisang leaves and Xue Yang lets himself fall into a deep reverie, losing track of time. Hours pass...days...and then those footsteps return. He blinks back to life and picks himself up, chains dragging against the floor.
"Noble Lord! Welcome back." he giggles and comes into the light, "Do you have a present for me?"
"I do," Huaisang confirms, fluttering his fan shyly and considering Xue Yang over the edge of it. "If you're going to be good for me again."
He nods to one of the guards with him. "Move it to within his reach. He can open it himself." Huaisang remembers how violent and uncontrollable his brother's arm was. Even though Xue Yang seems lucid, Huaisang isn't inclined to take any chances.
"I'll be good for you." he watches the guards, however, body tense. When the box is within reach, he shifts the chains and pulls open the top. His arm twitches inside, sensing freedom and Xue Yang grabs it quickly. He pushes it against his shoulder, amazed when his body immediately starts to knit the limb back into place.
"It feels strange..." he stretches out the arm when it feels fully connected, giving Huaisang a little smirk, "Thank you."
Huaisang's eyes widen in scared awe as the arm seals itself onto Xue Yang's body. He swallows once it's done, cheeks flushed, and waves his hand to dismiss his guards.
He imagines the same thing happening to his brother, body sealing itself back together, flesh and spirit intact.
"All right." Wen Ruohan is dead and Jin Guangyao will soon be undone. Huaisang has little to fear from a betrayal. He steps forward to the door of the cage. "You'll serve me now, and I'll see to it that your needs and desires are met."
Fierce Corpses are filled to the brim with energy. That energy helps them do things the living cannot. Xue Yang hates being trapped in a body that should be rotting, but if he can gain some pleasure out of it, maybe it won't be so bad.
He flexes his fingers and then breaks the chains, letting them fall, at last, around his feet.
"I'll do anything you ask of me." he steps out of the circle of broken chains and walks to the bars, "I'll be loyal to you. I wasn't very loyal to Wen Ruohan or Jin Guangyao, but they aren't Nie Huaisang."
Huaisang gasps as the chains snap, proving that they'd never bound Xue Yang at all, that he'd only remained because he hadn't wished to leave. It's the best possible proof of his words, though Huaisang's heart hammers with fear.
Unlocking the gate, he steps back from it, letting Xue Yang open it to walk free. "Come here. You wanted a kiss, didn't you?"
He has a mind and will of his own. Someone like Wei Wuxian could control him with his flute, but if he is left to his own devices, Xue Yang truly hasn't changed much. New scars and tragedies are the thread that knits his life together at this point.
What does he have to lose for pursuing a pretty noble?
Pushing open the gate the moment the lock the clicks open, Xue Yang grins and moves to stand before Huaisang.
But only momentarily. A split second later, he kneels before the other man, dark eyes wicked.
Huaisang's breath quickens as Xue Yang steps close, and it takes effort to keep himself in place as he looks up at Xue Yang. But then the fierce corpse kneels before him. Huaisang smiles, reaching out to gently caress Xue Yang's cheek.
"I do now."
Bending down, Huaisang tips Xue Yang's chin up lightly and claims his mouth in a gentle kiss.
The caress is like food given to a starving man for him. Xue Yang presses into the contact shamelessly, making soft sounds in his throat. He is cautious about moving his hands - lest he send Huaisang backing away from him. That is the last thing he wants!
Tipping his head back with a brilliant smile, he returns the gentle pressure, parting his lips to lick at the seam of Huaisang's mouth.
"A-Sang, I can make you come right here...right now...if you give me a chance."
Huaisang nods, caressing his thumb over Xue Yang's lower lip as he watches him. He's curious about what his new and terrifying pet has in mind, and Xue Yang is beautiful. Even undead, he has an ethereal beauty to his face. "Go on, then. Make me feel good."
He breathes a kiss to that thumb, proving that not all heat has left him. Resentful energy can be fiery too - the shadows more like smoke than mist. Working open Huaisang's robes and trousers, he gently pulls the other man's cock free. However the first place he kisses is Huaisang's entrance, his tongue flicking out to tease the tender walls.
Huaisang gasps at that sweet kiss, the wet flick of tongue. His hand rests in Xue Yang's hair, tightening slightly to urge him on. "Ah! Xue Yang." Moaning, Huaisang widens his legs, letting Xue Yang have better access to his hole. "That's very good. I'm pleased with you."
He isn't shy about taking advantage of what Huaisang gives him. Grasping the other man's thighs, he presses his tongue beyond the tight barrier and into that sweet heat. Xue Yang moans and flicks his tongue against the sensitive walls playfully.
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Years. He sighs sadly when he can no longer reach the other man, but he tries to be a gentleman by tucking his cock away and rearranging his robes. So Fierce Corpses can ejaculate? That is interesting. He giggles a little to himself.
"I hope you dream about me." he murmurs, moving back into the cell and sitting down with a clank, "That used to be a less disgusting prospect. But thank you for teaching me not all of me is dead."
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He returns two days later, a pair of guards in front of him carrying a bolted iron box with Xue Yang's arm inside. They set it down on the ground in front of Huaisang.
Wary of the arm and its owner, Huaisang nudges the box with his toe before he considers Xue Yang, assessing his mood to decide whether this course of action is safe. "Good afternoon, Xue Yang."
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"Noble Lord! Welcome back." he giggles and comes into the light, "Do you have a present for me?"
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He nods to one of the guards with him. "Move it to within his reach. He can open it himself." Huaisang remembers how violent and uncontrollable his brother's arm was. Even though Xue Yang seems lucid, Huaisang isn't inclined to take any chances.
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"It feels strange..." he stretches out the arm when it feels fully connected, giving Huaisang a little smirk, "Thank you."
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He imagines the same thing happening to his brother, body sealing itself back together, flesh and spirit intact.
"All right." Wen Ruohan is dead and Jin Guangyao will soon be undone. Huaisang has little to fear from a betrayal. He steps forward to the door of the cage. "You'll serve me now, and I'll see to it that your needs and desires are met."
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He flexes his fingers and then breaks the chains, letting them fall, at last, around his feet.
"I'll do anything you ask of me." he steps out of the circle of broken chains and walks to the bars, "I'll be loyal to you. I wasn't very loyal to Wen Ruohan or Jin Guangyao, but they aren't Nie Huaisang."
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Unlocking the gate, he steps back from it, letting Xue Yang open it to walk free. "Come here. You wanted a kiss, didn't you?"
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What does he have to lose for pursuing a pretty noble?
Pushing open the gate the moment the lock the clicks open, Xue Yang grins and moves to stand before Huaisang.
But only momentarily. A split second later, he kneels before the other man, dark eyes wicked.
"The question is: do you want to kiss me?"
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"I do now."
Bending down, Huaisang tips Xue Yang's chin up lightly and claims his mouth in a gentle kiss.
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Tipping his head back with a brilliant smile, he returns the gentle pressure, parting his lips to lick at the seam of Huaisang's mouth.
"A-Sang, I can make you come right here...right now...if you give me a chance."
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"Mmm I'm not so bad..." for a walking corpse.