The words are sharper than a blade and they bleed him of the warmth he had only recently rediscovered. Yet he doesn't let go. Xue Yang is mistaken! So very mistaken.
"I need you." he states lowly, solemnly, "Xue Yang, you're the reason I came back! I love you." Xingchen swallows roughly, shaking, "I love Zichen too. You're both...my heart. My reason to live and breathe." he touches his chest, "He knows I love you and he has promised to help us."
More tears run down his face. He doesn't want to hear that Xingchen loves Song Lan too. Maybe it's selfish, but he wants to be the only one occupying that space in Xingchen's heart. At the same time, he can't imagine leaving Xingchen. He loves him too much. And the spiteful part of him can't let Song Lan win. He'd probably be happy if he left so he can have Xingchen for himself. Well, fuck that.
Without a word, Xue Yang clasps Xingchen's face between his hands and pulls him into a hard, deep kiss. He hopes Song Lan is watching.
He is crying too, red tears running down his cheeks. His blindfold is stained again, but it hardly matters. His entire focus is on Xue Yang; on every breath he takes; on how he moves and reacts. Please don't leave. Xingchen is fine getting on his knees if it means Xue Yang will listen.
The hands on his face startle him and he barely has a chance to inhale before he is being kissed like he has never been kissed before. He moans before he realizes he has made a sound and his arms wrap around Xue Yang, holding him as close as he can manage.
The desire from this morning flares up again, but now it's tinged with possessiveness. Xue Yang presses Xingchen up against the nearest wall and just kisses him deeper, licking into his mouth and practically devouring that mouth with his own. He wants Xingchen to remember all that they had shared and that he is the one who knows how to make him feel good...
Xingchen whimpers at the hard press of the wall against his back. He scrambles to hold onto Xue Yang, to learn how to kiss so deeply and so well. The taste of the other man is on his tongue and he sucks on Xue Yang's lips as if they are candies.
"A-Yang..." he gasps and trembles under the force of the love...the passion...he feels for the man, "Don't go."
Xue Yang moans, feeling so incredibly worked up from how Xingchen kisses him back. It bolsters his confidence. Xingchen must still want him! They'd had many intimate encounters before Xingchen's death, but Xue Yang had never felt quite so ravenous for him before. He'd lost him once... Never again.
"Never..." he murmurs as he attaches his lips to Xingchen's neck, immediately starting to suck bruises into the pale skin. "Don't leave me either... Xingchen... I love you, I love you so much."
If Xue Yang could feel how badly he is wanted, he would never question it again! Xingchen tugs at the dark fabric of Xue Yang's robes, unsure what he wants to do. The lips on his neck send heat shooting to his core and he sobs at what is said.
"I love you too! I'm not letting go..." he gasps and finally finds Xue Yang's belt, loosening it before he pulls it free, "Ah be careful. My neck has seen better days." he tries to joke hoarsely.
Xue Yang is careful with the parts covered by the bandage, only letting his lips brush lightly over it. The proof of everything he'd done wrong the first time. He won't let it happen a second time.
He then moves back up to kiss and nip along his jawline. "I love you," he repeats, breathing heavy, "Fuck, I missed this..."
He shudders as he feels Xingchen undoing his robes. Once the belt is loose, he shrugs off his outer robe and tugs open the sash holding Xingchen's robes together. His hands slide inside, greedily exploring the bare skin he finds there.
The tenderness breaks his heart. Xue Yang has seen the ugliest side of him; he has seen him crumble into nothing. Yet he loves him still. Xingchen knows that love is true, too. His spirit had witnessed Xue Yang's tears and heard him begging.
There are no more masks or ploys between them. He helps his lover undress, shivering when he finds himself in a similar state. Removing his outer robe, he lets Xue Yang see him.
"Show me...how I can be with you." he presses their half-bare bodies together, dropping kisses on Xue Yang's neck and shoulders.
Xue Yang chuckles breathily against Xingchen's ear, nipping at the lobe. "Mmm... do I have to remind you?" he murmurs as he pulls off his lover's inner robe as well. He's so beautiful... a sight that Xue Yang can never get enough of.
He slides his hands down to Xingchen's pants, toying with the hem of them as he presses closer, letting Xingchen feel the erection trapped in his own trousers.
"Yes, please..." Xingchen is on the verge of begging, the hot breath against his ear sending tingles down his spine, "It's hard to think when you kiss me like that."
Or kiss him at all, actually. He pushes Xue Yang's inner robe off of his shoulders too. Then he runs his hands greedily over the other man's back and chest.
"You...still want me?" he breathes, amazed, "Even like this?"
"Mmm you feel so good!" Xingchen slides his hands down Xue Yang's sides and bites his lip when he encounters his pants. He smiles tremulously at the promise and he presses kisses over Xue Yang's face.
"I wanted to kiss you all morning." he admits, moaning as he hardens further against his lover's hand. With a small grin, he gropes Xue Yang in return, caressing him through the thin material of his pants.
"Fuck," Xue Yang groans and rocks against Xingchen's hand. "Me too..." He's missed this so much, this intimacy. It makes the jealousy lessen too, because he knows that Xingchen has never done this with Song Lan!
He then tugs Xingchen's pants open and pulls them down. He grinds his own groin against Xingchen's hand and hip, wrapping a hand around his lover's cock. "You're so gorgeous..."
"Xue Yang..." Xingchen rubs his thumb against the hardness, cupping his lover through his pants, "I'm cold without you." he gasps sharply as his pants are pulled down and his aching cock is exposed.
Shuddering helplessly, he tugs down Xue Yang's pants in return, shakily grabbing hold of his cock too.
"You're the gorgeous one. So handsome...so clever..."
"F-Fuck, Xingchen..." Xue Yang groans and presses closer to him, thrusting into his hand. Feeling the heat of Xingchen's cock in his hand makes him want more. He leans in to kiss Xingchen again, murmuring against his lips, "I missed your taste, beautiful." With that he drops to his knees and immediately leans up to take Xingchen's cock into his mouth.
His hand moves over Xue Yang's cock almost desperately, memorizing him and remembering him through touch. His lips tingle and he smiles at the murmured words.
"You're kissing me now..." he chuckles before gasping as he realizes what Xue Yang truly means! Moaning lowly, he rocks forward into his lover's hot mouth.
Xue Yang puts his hands on Xingchen's hips, relaxes his throat and lets every inch of Xingchen's cock slide into his mouth, until he can feel him in his throat. He's never enjoyed giving head as much as he does when it's Xiao Xingchen he's pleasuring. His taste, his reactions... nothing can beat it.
Shakily, he grabs hold of Xue Yang's hair, tugging restlessly, his breathing hitching. The hot pleasure caused by his lover's mouth makes his legs shake and Xingchen whines, his body suddenly vividly alive.
Xue Yang sucks hard, running his tongue all around that sensitive flesh before he pulls back a little so he can breathe properly. He keeps his eyes on Xingchen's face, taking in every expression. He is so beautiful... And hearing his name said with such pleasure makes his insides feel like they're on fire.
His cock throbs on that tongue and Xingchen whimpers, pressing himself against the wall to keep himself upright. His lips are parted and his face is red as he tries to calm his racing heart. But he needs Xue Yang and he rocks his hips forward when his lover pulls back.
Xue Yang chuckles breathily as he pulls away entirely and instead wraps his hand around Xingchen's saliva-slick cock. "More than alright... You're so beautiful, Xingchen. I love how you taste." He nuzzles his lips along Xingchen's cock, kissing and licking it.
The air feels cold on his skin and he shivers, bending forward, a look of confusion on his face. Then a strong hand takes hold of him and he hears his lover's beautiful voice. Xue Yang's voice.
"You...you do? I haven't...changed?" he caresses his lover's face, moaning at the soft lips and clever tongue that trace over him.
"No. You taste the same." He sucks softly at the tip of Xingchen's cock as he reassures him. "You're the same, my gorgeous A-Chen." He takes his lover's cock deeper into his mouth again, sucking down hard.
Xingchen smiles softly, relieved, the color on his cheeks darkening. The praise coupled with the hard suck undoes him and he spills onto Xue Yang's tongue, crying out. There is just no way to muffle the sound and, right now, he doesn't want to.
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Date: 2023-05-27 12:41 pm (UTC)"I need you." he states lowly, solemnly, "Xue Yang, you're the reason I came back! I love you." Xingchen swallows roughly, shaking, "I love Zichen too. You're both...my heart. My reason to live and breathe." he touches his chest, "He knows I love you and he has promised to help us."
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Date: 2023-05-27 12:47 pm (UTC)Without a word, Xue Yang clasps Xingchen's face between his hands and pulls him into a hard, deep kiss. He hopes Song Lan is watching.
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Date: 2023-05-27 12:53 pm (UTC)The hands on his face startle him and he barely has a chance to inhale before he is being kissed like he has never been kissed before. He moans before he realizes he has made a sound and his arms wrap around Xue Yang, holding him as close as he can manage.
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Date: 2023-05-27 12:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-05-27 01:07 pm (UTC)"A-Yang..." he gasps and trembles under the force of the love...the passion...he feels for the man, "Don't go."
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Date: 2023-05-27 01:11 pm (UTC)"Never..." he murmurs as he attaches his lips to Xingchen's neck, immediately starting to suck bruises into the pale skin. "Don't leave me either... Xingchen... I love you, I love you so much."
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Date: 2023-05-27 01:19 pm (UTC)"I love you too! I'm not letting go..." he gasps and finally finds Xue Yang's belt, loosening it before he pulls it free, "Ah be careful. My neck has seen better days." he tries to joke hoarsely.
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Date: 2023-05-27 01:23 pm (UTC)He then moves back up to kiss and nip along his jawline. "I love you," he repeats, breathing heavy, "Fuck, I missed this..."
He shudders as he feels Xingchen undoing his robes. Once the belt is loose, he shrugs off his outer robe and tugs open the sash holding Xingchen's robes together. His hands slide inside, greedily exploring the bare skin he finds there.
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Date: 2023-05-27 01:31 pm (UTC)There are no more masks or ploys between them. He helps his lover undress, shivering when he finds himself in a similar state. Removing his outer robe, he lets Xue Yang see him.
"Show me...how I can be with you." he presses their half-bare bodies together, dropping kisses on Xue Yang's neck and shoulders.
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Date: 2023-05-27 01:36 pm (UTC)He slides his hands down to Xingchen's pants, toying with the hem of them as he presses closer, letting Xingchen feel the erection trapped in his own trousers.
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Date: 2023-05-27 01:43 pm (UTC)Or kiss him at all, actually. He pushes Xue Yang's inner robe off of his shoulders too. Then he runs his hands greedily over the other man's back and chest.
"You...still want me?" he breathes, amazed, "Even like this?"
Blind and scarred?
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Date: 2023-05-27 01:46 pm (UTC)"I'll always want you." How could he not?
He slides a hand down between his lover's legs and gropes him through his pants, licking his lips feeling how hard and hot Xingchen is.
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Date: 2023-05-27 01:53 pm (UTC)"I wanted to kiss you all morning." he admits, moaning as he hardens further against his lover's hand. With a small grin, he gropes Xue Yang in return, caressing him through the thin material of his pants.
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Date: 2023-05-27 01:57 pm (UTC)He then tugs Xingchen's pants open and pulls them down. He grinds his own groin against Xingchen's hand and hip, wrapping a hand around his lover's cock. "You're so gorgeous..."
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Date: 2023-05-28 01:41 am (UTC)Shuddering helplessly, he tugs down Xue Yang's pants in return, shakily grabbing hold of his cock too.
"You're the gorgeous one. So handsome...so clever..."
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Date: 2023-05-28 08:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-05-28 08:17 am (UTC)"You're kissing me now..." he chuckles before gasping as he realizes what Xue Yang truly means! Moaning lowly, he rocks forward into his lover's hot mouth.
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Date: 2023-05-28 08:22 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-05-28 08:24 am (UTC)"A-Yang... My A-Yang..."
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Date: 2023-05-28 08:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-05-28 08:32 am (UTC)"Ar... Are you alright?"
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Date: 2023-05-28 08:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-05-28 08:42 am (UTC)"You...you do? I haven't...changed?" he caresses his lover's face, moaning at the soft lips and clever tongue that trace over him.
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