It's entirely out of his control. The tears roll down his cheeks and, truly, they have little to do with Xue Yang or...this. It's just...
Zichen never thought anyone would want to touch him - or that he, in turn, could ever have contact with someone else. Yet...
Here they are and there is something beautiful about Xue Yang. Something that calls to him. The soft lips and the warm embrace help him get control again and he begins to move...tenderly. Rubbing their bodies together with soft mewls.
"Don't cry, you idiot," Xue Yang murmurs, but it comes out sounding... affectionate. Like he's trying to comfort Song Lan, in his own, emotionally stunted way.
He slides his fingers into Song Lan's hair, stroking through the strands as he's slowly fucked. Tenderly, like he's precious... It almost makes him want to cry too.
He laughs brokenly, his amusement startling him, and he kisses Xue Yang to show his gratitude. Yes, he knows. Tears won't help. But there are emotions that have burrowed deep; that refuse to go away. Sometimes they surface, briefly, and steal his breath away.
Shivering, he continues the almost...loving...pace, cradling Xue Yang against him.
Fuck, the way he feels a little happy when Song Lan laughs... Dangerous.
He clings tightly to his lover, rocking himself down on that thick cock, shuddering softly. "Ah, ah..." he softly pants, nuzzling into his neck, "Fuck, you feel good..."
His cock throbs and he sucks in a sharp breath at the rocking. The pace Xue Yang chooses is met and then Zichen kisses his lover, sucking on his lips. He just...wants this to last. For a little while.
Xue Yang lets his knees rest on either side of Song Lan's thighs as he slips his hands into his hair. "Mnn..." He moans into the kisses and starts to move slowly on his cock.
This is a good position. The moan makes him shiver and Zichen kisses Xue Yang in the same manner a man drinks water after almost dying of thirst. His cock grows wet and he groans deeply, rocking up and deeper into Xue Yang.
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Date: 2023-10-30 09:58 pm (UTC)Zichen never thought anyone would want to touch him - or that he, in turn, could ever have contact with someone else. Yet...
Here they are and there is something beautiful about Xue Yang. Something that calls to him. The soft lips and the warm embrace help him get control again and he begins to move...tenderly. Rubbing their bodies together with soft mewls.
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Date: 2023-10-30 10:03 pm (UTC)He slides his fingers into Song Lan's hair, stroking through the strands as he's slowly fucked. Tenderly, like he's precious... It almost makes him want to cry too.
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Date: 2023-10-30 10:07 pm (UTC)Shivering, he continues the almost...loving...pace, cradling Xue Yang against him.
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Date: 2023-10-30 10:14 pm (UTC)He clings tightly to his lover, rocking himself down on that thick cock, shuddering softly. "Ah, ah..." he softly pants, nuzzling into his neck, "Fuck, you feel good..."
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Date: 2023-10-30 10:18 pm (UTC)His cock throbs and he sucks in a sharp breath at the rocking. The pace Xue Yang chooses is met and then Zichen kisses his lover, sucking on his lips. He just...wants this to last. For a little while.
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Date: 2023-10-31 06:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-10-31 10:58 am (UTC)He continues to kiss the other man, teasing his nipples and stroking his cock.
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Date: 2023-10-31 03:08 pm (UTC)no subject
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