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. ]
[ Xue Yang flushes and moans. He just likes to have permission. There's something hot about it... He shudders and rocks into Song Lan's hand and down on his cock, fingers digging into his back as he comes hard with a loud moan of his husband's name. ]
[He loves Xue Yang's sweet quirks. This one in particular drives him wild and the moment his cute husband comes, Zichen pants, watching avidly. He can't hold on when his A-Yang is like this and he doesn't want to try. Pounding into his love a few more times, he gives a shout, arching into Xue Yang's delicious heat.]
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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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Date: 2024-08-02 10:42 am (UTC)Come for me. I want my husband to come.
[And to feel amazing. Never again does he want to see Xue Yang afraid or on the verge of death. He only wants him to be warm and happy in his arms.]
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Date: 2024-08-02 10:49 am (UTC)A-Yang! Ah...A-Yang...
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Date: 2024-08-02 10:56 am (UTC)Mnnn, A-Lan... [ He shudders against his husband's strong body and nuzzles into him. ]
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Date: 2024-08-02 11:00 am (UTC)This... This is ours.
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Date: 2024-08-02 11:01 am (UTC)Yes... Only ours.
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Date: 2024-08-02 11:06 am (UTC)Our home will feel like us. Every room will be ours.
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Date: 2024-08-02 11:13 am (UTC)We'll have to fuck in every room to really make them ours~
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Date: 2024-08-02 11:15 am (UTC)We'll call that our housewarming party.
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