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"Mhmmm..." Xue Yang presses a couple of lazy kisses to Song Lan's chest and shoulders. Being accepted by this man just makes him want it more too. "You tired me out too much," he whines playfully, "Can't move now."

[zichen]

The kisses paired with the whining make him laugh and he tips Xue Yang's head back to brush their lips together playfully.

"Poor Xue Yang. I really am cruel to you."

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"Mmm, you are!" Xue Yang grins and nips at Song Lan's lips. He slides his arms around the other man's waist and slips a leg over his hip. "So cruel..."

[zichen]

"Then why are you clinging to me? It seems like you don't want to let go." Zichen teases and trickles his fingertips down Xue Yang's thigh and then back up over his hip.

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"You're warm like this," comes the simple answer as he continues to snuggle shamelessly. He doesn't want to think too hard on any of this.

[zichen]

"Aw are you cold?" Zichen chuckles and pulls the blankets around them, hugging Xue Yang to his chest.

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Xue Yang sticks his tongue out, but he's not complaining about the additional warmth. Like a cat, he seeks out the warmest spots as he's always hated the cold. As a child on the streets, the cold meant potential death if he couldn't find somewhere warm to stay. And finding somewhere warm often meant selling himself to the nearest creep who might take him indoors.

He remembers one particularly bad winter when he'd stolen the robes off of a dead street kid he'd found, just to keep himself a little warmer.

He involuntarily shudders and presses closer to Song Lan's body. Why the fuck did those memories pop up?

[zichen]

"Xue Yang?" Zichen wishes the communicator could speak gentler, but he tries to convey that emotion by stroking over the younger man's hair. That shudder hadn't been from pleasure; he is damn sure of that. Unlike Xiao Xingchen, Zichen does have some experience with kids from the street. Every time he saw them, he tried to convince them to come back with him to his Master. More often than not, the ones that agreed, became pupils. But the ones that didn't...

Sometimes he heard about their passing later. It always broke his heart.

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Xue Yang shakes his head and cuddles closer. "Nothing. Just a little cold." Probably the most blatant lie he's ever told... but rehashing his fucked-up childhood is not something he wants to do - especially as pillow talk!

[zichen]

He doesn't buy it, but he also knows Xue Yang has likely been through...hell. To put it nicely. So he rolls the other man onto his back and lays over him, tucking him snugly between himself and the mattress.

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Xue Yang is grateful that Song Lan doesn't push for more, and relaxes when he ends up under him. There is something weirdly soothing about having that kind of pressure on him. Comforting. Like he's small and in need of protection.

Yeah... he's not going to unpack all that.

He drapes his arms around Song Lan's neck instead, a soft little sigh leaving his lips.

[zichen]

The sad fact is, if Xue Yang had gone to him and Xiao Xingchen and asked for help, they would have given it to him. They would have taken him in as one of their own.

Zichen isn't ignoring the fondness that he feels for Xue Yang; in fact he is letting that emotion guide him. The other man likes soft touches and affection. He almost transforms into someone else when he feels safe and happy. Finally Zichen sees why Xingchen cared so deeply for Xue Yang and why he hadn't pushed to know his name.

"I won't leave. If you want me to stay - for however long - I will."

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Xue Yang lets out a soft sound and wraps his legs around Song Lan to get closer. He chuckles a little and kisses his jaw. "Don't you have warden things you have to do?" He's not going to say that he'd like Song Lan to not leave anytime soon. Maybe not ever, because those are dangerous thoughts.

[zichen]

"I can keep an eye on my charge with this." Zichen holds up the communicator, "If he needs me or breaks the rules, I will leave for a short while." of course that implies he will return.

Because he wants to. Because Xue Yang's arms and his bed have become a haven for him.

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Another soft noise leaves Xue Yang's lips. He nuzzles his lips up against Song Lan's neck and jaw, a quiet appreciation for actually wanting to return if he leaves. He's already starting to get used to having Song Lan in his bed... Which he does recognize as another dangerous thought. He still doesn't want to think about it.

[zichen]

So he is...wanted. Xue Yang doesn't need to say it. He doesn't need to say anything. Zichen knows how outspoken the other man can be. If he wasn't wanted, Xue Yang would tell him.

Turning his head, he kisses Xue Yang tenderly, sinking into the kiss with a happy groan.

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Xue Yang lets out a pleased groan of his own when he's kissed. He gives Song Lan's bottom lip a soft suck and holds on tight to him. It's nice that they seem to understand each other pretty well even without words...

[zichen]

Zichen whimpers softly at the sucking and pulls back, stroking his palm over Xue Yang's cheek. He gives the other man a little smile and rests their foreheads together.

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That's a pretty cute sound... Xue Yang grins cheekily and leans up to suck and nip at those lips some more.

[zichen]

Pest! Zichen tries to hold back another whimper, but...it escapes anyway. Ah the sucking feels nice and the nipping sends shivers down his spine. Xue Yang.

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Xue Yang grins even wider, pleased by the discovery that he make Song Lan let out noises like that! "What's that look for, huh?" he teases as he lets his tongue run along his lover's bottom lip.

[zichen]

What a clever mouth! Zichen draws Xue Yang's tongue into his mouth and sucks on it, lightly grazing it with his teeth. He manages to type out one word:

"Demon."

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Xue Yang moans when his tongue is drawn into Song Lan's mouth like that. "Mnnn..." He presses it up against his lover's teeth to encourage the grazing. He breaks into muffled giggling and reaches up to pinch one of Song Lan's nipples. He's definitely fallen into a bratty mood!

[zichen]

Growling, Zichen pins Xue Yang to the bed, straddling him. He bites the clever, impish tongue and squirms away from the pinching. Then he grabs Xue Yang's wrists and pins them beside the other man's head.

Brats will pay.

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Xue Yang feels his cock practically jump in excitement when Song Lan pins him down. He grins heatedly and squirms against the grip on his wrists, shivers rushing through him at how strong it is. Even if he wanted to escape it, he wouldn't be able to, and that's really hot.

"What? Can't control yourself?" he goads, grinning wide enough to show his sharp canines.