[He loves seeing Xue Yang crumble. He loves witnessing him fall over the edge. Knowing he is the cause once soothed his bruised and battered ego. Now... All he feels is pleasure rushing hotly through his veins, making him feel alive.]
A-Yang... My A-Yang... [Zichen pushes himself deep, groaning breathlessly as muscles contract around him, holding onto him. A split second later, he releases, biting into his husband's shoulder to muffle a shout.]
[ Xue Yang whines and shudders, clinging tight to his husband as the orgasm crashes through him like a tidal wave. It always feels so good with Song Lan. He doesn't feel empty after, or filthy. He just feels warm and loved and safe.
A shuddering moan leaves him when Song Lan joins him and fills him with heat. ]
[Zichen adores the way Xue Yang clings to him. He holds his lover - his husband - trembling from the aftershocks of another amazing orgasm. When he can think, just a little, he presses kisses down the side of Xue Yang's face.]
[ Xue Yang lets out a soft, pleased noise as he fully drapes himself over his husband. He leans up for a proper kiss and idly strokes his hands along Song Lan's chest. ]
[He hums against Xue Yang's lips, his dark eyes hazy as he basks in...them. Just being with his A-Yang is blissful. He never would have thought in a million years he would feel this way.]
I would have scared you senseless if I told you that when we met.
[ Xue Yang would've never in his wildest dreams have imagined that he and Song Lan would ever end up like this, but he's truly never been this happy before in his life. Even the good times in Yi City can't compare.
He slides a hand up to one of Song Lan's pecs and teases the nipple there with his fingers. He giggles a bit. ]
Maybe I have. [Zichen teases, his voice dropping a note and gaining a husky quality. They both know his nipples are sensitive. His hands dip down, impishly, and grab two handfuls of Xue Yang's backside. A cheek for each hand~]
[ Xue Yang grins and dips his head down to graze his sharp canine over that same nipple. Despite his recent orgasm, his body is still buzzing with arousal. He can never seem to get enough of his husband...
A low groan leaves him when his ass is grabbed. ]
Mmm... imagine if everyone back home could see us now.
I won't mind them seeing us dressed. [He grumbles and rolls them, pinning Xue Yang underneath him. He gives his hips a little rock, proving that he is hardening again.] Only I get to see you like this.
[ Xue Yang grins and licks his lips, giving his husband a sultry look. Song Lan's possessiveness always makes him feel so damn hot. He slips his arms around his neck and grinds up against him. ]
I...intend...on making that very clear...should anyone...think otherwise. [Zichen murmurs against Xue Yang's ear, kissing the inside of his husband's arms. Since he is still buried in the younger man, he begins to thrust, rubbing himself against those sensitive walls.]
[Zichen raises a hand and Fuxue flies into the air, pointing wherever he chooses. With a flick of his fingers, the blade can easily fly at someone's neck.]
...I am serious about keeping you. [He rocks himself into Xue Yang harder.]
[ Xue Yang moans and tightens up even more. There is nothing that turns him on quite as much as Song Lan staking his claim like that. Being so clearly wanted and protected... nothing could make him feel better. ]
Fuck, that's so fucking hot. [ He breathes, heat in his voice and eyes. ] Claim me, husband...
[The sound fills him with raw desire. Xue Yang is very good at doing that. Zichen puts Fuxue away with another wave of his hand and then gathers his A-Yang into his arms. He kisses the other man messily, lovingly, his hips thrusting fully now.]
They won't. [Zichen growls, nipping at Xue Yang's lips.] I'll take their hands off if they try.
[He rests their foreheads flush and enjoys the sight of their bodies coming together repeatedly. With a breathless smile, he wraps his fingers around Xue Yang's cock and holds him.]
[ Xue Yang moans and scratches down Song Lan's back, feeling himself go a little wild over his husband's words. His cock twitches hard and leaks over Song Lan's hand when it's grabbed. ]
[If no one has valued Xue Yang before now, well, that's their loss. Zichen sees why Xingchen was so attracted to him and he isn't going to let him go. He made that mistake with Xingchen; he won't make it with Xue Yang.]
My handsome, clever, sweet, powerful A-Yang. [He purrs and swipes his thumb over the leaking tip of Xue Yang's cock.]
[ Xue Yang gasps and moans, clinging tighter to his husband's body and whining softly as he's fucked so well. He's so sensitive from their first round still. ]
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Date: 2024-08-01 02:43 pm (UTC)A-Lan! [ He cries out as he rocks himself down hard on Song Lan's cock, letting out a little sob as he comes. ]
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Date: 2024-08-01 02:50 pm (UTC)A-Yang... My A-Yang... [Zichen pushes himself deep, groaning breathlessly as muscles contract around him, holding onto him. A split second later, he releases, biting into his husband's shoulder to muffle a shout.]
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Date: 2024-08-01 02:53 pm (UTC)A shuddering moan leaves him when Song Lan joins him and fills him with heat. ]
Y-Yes... my A-Lan...
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Date: 2024-08-02 01:41 am (UTC)I don't understand...how you can feel so good...
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Date: 2024-08-02 08:52 am (UTC)Mmm... was made for you. [ He murmurs dreamily, pressing soft kisses to his husband's shoulder. ]
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Date: 2024-08-02 08:59 am (UTC)You must have been. [He strokes over his husband's back and returns those kisses, nudging their noses together.]
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Date: 2024-08-02 09:02 am (UTC)And you were made for me.
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Date: 2024-08-02 09:09 am (UTC)I would have scared you senseless if I told you that when we met.
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Date: 2024-08-02 09:15 am (UTC)He slides a hand up to one of Song Lan's pecs and teases the nipple there with his fingers. He giggles a bit. ]
I would've thought you'd lost your mind!
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Date: 2024-08-02 09:17 am (UTC)I think we both have.
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Date: 2024-08-02 09:21 am (UTC)A low groan leaves him when his ass is grabbed. ]
Mmm... imagine if everyone back home could see us now.
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Date: 2024-08-02 09:30 am (UTC)Yes... only my husband gets to have me.
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Date: 2024-08-02 09:38 am (UTC)M-Mnn... h-how would you do that? [ He breathes out as he tightens around his husband's thick cock. ]
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Date: 2024-08-02 09:41 am (UTC)...I am serious about keeping you. [He rocks himself into Xue Yang harder.]
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Date: 2024-08-02 09:46 am (UTC)Fuck, that's so fucking hot. [ He breathes, heat in his voice and eyes. ] Claim me, husband...
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Date: 2024-08-02 09:51 am (UTC)Mine. You're mine.
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Date: 2024-08-02 09:56 am (UTC)Y-Yours... Only yours. Never want anyone else to t-touch me like this...
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Date: 2024-08-02 09:58 am (UTC)[He rests their foreheads flush and enjoys the sight of their bodies coming together repeatedly. With a breathless smile, he wraps his fingers around Xue Yang's cock and holds him.]
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Date: 2024-08-02 10:03 am (UTC)Mnnn... y-yes...!
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Date: 2024-08-02 10:31 am (UTC)My handsome, clever, sweet, powerful A-Yang. [He purrs and swipes his thumb over the leaking tip of Xue Yang's cock.]
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Date: 2024-08-02 10:33 am (UTC)A-Ah, m-my A-Lan... Love you...
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Date: 2024-08-02 10:35 am (UTC)I love you...
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Date: 2024-08-02 10:37 am (UTC)Mnnn, gonna come... can I c-come?
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