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[bringingdowndisaster]

[ Continued from here! ]

Xue Yang lets out a surprised little squeak when he's lifted, and then laughs. He wraps his arms tighter around Song Lan's neck and lets his legs follow to wrap around his lover's waist.

[zichen]

Song Zichen presses Xue Yang against the nearest wall, kissing him again. He then grins and types, quickly, feeling nervous and excited:

"I spoke to Ulla. She just needs my blood and some time to make the spell. Will you be with me for it?"

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Xue Yang's expression immediately brightens. "If you want me there, yeah." He smiles and nips at Song Lan's bottom lip. He never would've thought he'd be so excited about the prospect of Song Lan getting his tongue back...

[zichen]

Zichen nods to indicate that he does want Xue Yang with him. He isn't afraid of pain, but the magic involved does make him jittery. For good reason!

The nipping makes him chuckle and he kisses his lover properly, humming against his lips.

"I want to say my first words to you."

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Oh, that makes Xue Yang blush.

"Aish, then you better make it something good," he says with a small smile.

[zichen]

Zichen smiles and shifts them to the bed, laying Xue Yang on it and crawling over him.

"I have an idea."

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Xue Yang easily follows Song Lan's movements and keeps his arms and legs wrapped around him. "Oh yeah?"

[zichen]

Zichen kisses Xue Yang between what he types, his free hand massaging one of his lover's thighs.

"You'll have to wait. Can you be patient?"

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Xue Yang greedily kisses back every time and presses himself up against Song Lan's body.

"Ah, so you're a tease!" he accuses with a pout, "You know I'm not patient."

[zichen]

Zichen sucks on Xue Yang's lips and brushes their noses together, his eyes warm with amusement.

"Believe me, it will be worth the wait." he kisses said pout, "I don't care how cute you are, I won't tell you."

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Xue Yang lets out a mock-scandalized gasp. "So cruel to me!" He slides his fingers into Song Lan's hair and lightly tugs at the strands. "You shouldn't have said anything then. Now I'll just bug you about it."

[zichen]

He arches a brow, silently asking am I really? Then he blinks and smirks, tucking his face against Xue Yang's throat and playfully nibbling the skin. While growling. Bug all you want, gremlin. He is keeping his plan to himself.

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Xue Yang would keep complaining, but the kissing and nibbling is very distracting... "Mmm... unfair," he whines half-heartedly as he tilts his head to give his lover more access to his throat.

[zichen]

Zichen sucks on a mark he had made previously and unties Xue Yang's robes. Then his hands sneak under them, caressing his chest and teasing his nipples. Maybe he can make it up to him?

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"A-Ah, and now you're trying to distract me! I see through your ne-nefarious tactics," Xue Yang protests, though he can't keep a laugh out of his voice as he playfully squirms under Song Lan's hands.

[zichen]

Nefarious! Zichen snorts at that word in particular and rubs their hips together suggestively. Does this feel nefarious? He sinks a hand into Xue Yang's hair and holds on tight.

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Xue Yang giggles and squirms even more, grinding right back against his lover. Very nefarious! The grip on his hair makes him shiver and lick his lips. "Mnn... pull my hair," he breathes.

[zichen]

Maybe he doesn't care if he is nefarious or not~ Zichen grips the dark strands and pulls Xue Yang into a hard kiss, wrapping his other arm around his lover's waist.

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Xue Yang moans and eagerly kisses him back, his legs trembling a little around his lover. Fuck, he loves how strong Song Lan is. Before now he hadn't really considered just how much his type Song Lan is...

[zichen]

Biting Xue Yang's lower lip, Zichen frees his lover of the rest of his clothes - mainly his trousers. Then he sees to undressing himself. They are at their best when nothing is between them.

Once he is bare too, he rubs their bodies together and kisses hotly down Xue Yang's neck.

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Xue Yang can definitely agree with that! Fucking means less time thinking about things he'd rather not have in his head, and it's a very pleasurable activity in general. Especially since it turns out that he and Song Lan have great sexual chemistry.

He grinds up against Song Lan's body, his cock hardening and twitching. He slides his hands deeply into his lover's hair, lightly tugging at the strands as he presses into the kisses.

[zichen]

It's not just about sex. Zichen enjoys how they communicate like this, how they whisper to one another before...and after. Just touching Xue Yang is pleasurable and he feels...greedy...as he slides his hands over his lover's chest and down to his strong thighs.

Gasping, he rubs their hardening cocks together and rests their foreheads flush.

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Xue Yang is of course in denial that this is about more than sex! Because it's less complicated that way. Feelings are messy, but sex is easy.

"Mnnn..." Xue Yang groans as his cock twitches against Song Lan's as they grind against each other. "Fuck... I like your hands," he murmurs breathily.

[zichen]

Yet Xue Yang is so sweet naturally. Perhaps sex is the best way to relax them so they can enjoy each other's company?

The twitching makes him grin and Zichen strokes them together, rubbing his palm against Xue Yang's length. He captures one of Xue Yang's hands - the one that was injured - and kisses his palm tenderly.

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It sure seems that way!

The feeling of their cocks rubbing together has him arching and near whimpering, his own twitching even more. Then he blushes a little when his mangled hand is taken and kissed so sweetly. Any kind of gentle attention to that hand is... strange, makes him feel so vulnerable. Like he's that kid again, bleeding in the road while everyone turned their heads away. The kid who had to use a sharp rock to cut off what was left of that tiny pinky finger...

Shuddering, Xue Yang captures Song Lan's face with both hands and kissed him firmly, needily.