fanoperator: (le gasp)
Nie Huaisang 聂怀桑 ([personal profile] fanoperator) wrote2020-02-12 05:10 pm
cultivatingsin: (I'm turning sweet love into poison)

[personal profile] cultivatingsin 2020-06-13 04:54 pm (UTC)(link)
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."
cultivatingsin: (How can it be that we can)

[personal profile] cultivatingsin 2020-06-16 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
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.

"The question is: do you want to kiss me?"

cultivatingsin: (You really are)

[personal profile] cultivatingsin 2020-06-17 12:13 am (UTC)(link)
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."
cultivatingsin: (Satisfied and empty inside)

[personal profile] cultivatingsin 2020-06-21 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
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.
cultivatingsin: (That I made)

[personal profile] cultivatingsin 2020-06-24 03:22 pm (UTC)(link)
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.

"Mmm I'm not so bad..." for a walking corpse.