"I don't know. She would be a good house protector!" Zichen laughs and then gasps, his cheeks reddening. Being here, kissing like this, it's all...amazing. His heart feels like it's beating again for the first time in ages.
"Yeah, you do! And I'm gonna take good care of you." Xue Yang chuckles, eyes bright. He can't wait until they can settle down for the night. He wants to really love on his soon to be husband...
"Maaaybe." Xue Yang grins. "You'll see when we get to our destination~." It's his turn to be secretive! Not that he's being particularly subtle about what he wants...
Xue Yang shivers and bites his lip. He looks around. The area they're in is secluded... "You wanna set up camp?" he murmurs teasingly. He can't really wait either, not when it comes to Song Lan.
"We don't need to." he brings the cart to a stop and drags Xue Yang against the nearest tree, "Just a taste. We can indulge." he brings their lips together, hard, biting playfully.
Xue Yang laughs and wraps his arms around Song Lan's neck. "So scandalous! Are you going to take me right here?" he teases before he's kissed so hard he can only moan.
He sucks at Song Lan's lips and tongue and grinds himself against him. One of his legs drape around his waist so he can press himself closer.
Zichen lifts Xue Yang and licks at the hidden corners of his lover's mouth. He groans and grinds their bodies together, his arousal obvious, hard and hot against his trousers.
"I can use my mouth or you can use yours." he teases huskily.
Xue Yang groans, feeling even more excited as he feels how hard Song Lan is. "Let me, ah, let me take care of you," he breathes against Song Lan's lips. One of his hands slips down to squeeze his husband's cock through his pants.
"Then don't," Xue Yang murmurs huskily as he begins to open Song Lan's robes just enough to be able to pull his pants down. He then sinks down on his knees and grins playfully up at his husband. He leans in and tugs his pants down to free his cock.
"So hard for me..." he breathes and then he leans in to press his lips to the tip.
"I won't." he promises huskily, grabbing onto Xue Yang's hair when he slips down onto his knees, "Don't disappear, A-Yang." or his life in this world - and any other - will cease to have meaning.
His arousal is quite obvious, throbbing and twitching for attention. Zichen whines at the soft lips and shudders.
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Date: 2025-01-01 03:05 pm (UTC)The owlfinch doesn't seem to see the cats as foes and he sings before drinking from his water bowl.
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Date: 2025-01-01 03:08 pm (UTC)"That bird has no survival instincts. Probably for the best that we keep him with us," he says, amused.
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Date: 2025-01-01 03:13 pm (UTC)The serpent wiggles and sticks out her tongue.
"I've got what she needs..." he reaches into his qiankun pouch and pulls out...her terrarium.
All of it. With fresh water.
"Set her by our silly bird."
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Date: 2025-01-01 03:19 pm (UTC)He then returns to Song Lan's side. "Alright. Let's go then."
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Date: 2025-01-01 03:27 pm (UTC)Smiling at Xue Yang, he pulls the cart down a path leading out of Yi City and heading North. A rush of cool air makes him smile.
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Date: 2025-01-01 03:29 pm (UTC)Xue Yang walks in step with Song Lan and smiles. "Will you at least tell me how long it'll take to get there?" he asks.
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Date: 2025-01-01 03:41 pm (UTC)"A few hours." he steals a kiss from his darling husband-to-be, "I factored in your leg hurting when I came up with this plan."
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Date: 2025-01-01 03:43 pm (UTC)Xue Yang grins and nips at Song Lan's lips. "My leg hasn't hurt in years. I'm fine." Still, he's glad that they won't have to walk for too long.
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Date: 2025-01-01 03:47 pm (UTC)The nip sends a shiver through him and he breathes deep.
"My A-Yang is important to me." so he won't push him too far, old injury or not!
"I also didn't want Muyang and Xiuying to be exhausted."
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Date: 2025-01-01 03:51 pm (UTC)Noticing Song Lan's reaction, Xue Yang can't help but to lean up to do it again, pulling away with an impish grin. "My A-Lan is importan too."
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Date: 2025-01-01 04:40 pm (UTC)"I have you. I'm fine."
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Date: 2025-01-01 05:04 pm (UTC)Ah, he is lucky. Xue Yang is gorgeous and sweet.
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Date: 2025-01-01 05:18 pm (UTC)~ have to 8| Typo bah humbug.
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Date: 2025-01-01 05:26 pm (UTC)He sucks at Song Lan's lips and tongue and grinds himself against him. One of his legs drape around his waist so he can press himself closer.
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Date: 2025-01-01 05:32 pm (UTC)"I can use my mouth or you can use yours." he teases huskily.
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Date: 2025-01-03 02:40 pm (UTC)Even for a moment. Even for the promise of immense pleasure.
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Date: 2025-01-03 02:45 pm (UTC)"So hard for me..." he breathes and then he leans in to press his lips to the tip.
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Date: 2025-01-03 02:52 pm (UTC)His arousal is quite obvious, throbbing and twitching for attention. Zichen whines at the soft lips and shudders.
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Date: 2025-01-03 03:00 pm (UTC)He grips at his hips and lowers his mouth, slowly enveloping the hard shaft.
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Date: 2025-01-03 03:04 pm (UTC)He has no idea how long he can last, but that's usually the case with his too-talented husband.
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