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Song Lan wants to be pulled closer, wants to be kissed again and not just something like that brief peck in the washroom. A real, proper kiss, but he remembers that he doesn't have a tongue and maybe that will put Xingchen off. He'd never say it of course, he's too nice...

I can make you something, he communicates instead.

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"Not yet." Xingchen murmurs and gives into his desire. What better time than now? Zichen is...right here. Gathering his courage, he tugs on his lover's robe and guides himself to his lips with his fingertips. Then he kisses him warmly, smiling the entire time.

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Oh. Song Lan lets out a soft gasp when Xingchen does in fact pull him closer and kisses him. He can't help but to slide his arm further around Xingchen, holding hil closer too as he presses into the kiss as much as he can without parting his lips. He can't help feeling self-conscious.

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Once he senses the hesitation, he licks at Zichen's lips, silently asking for permission. He won't force his love, but he also wants him to know that nothing about him disgusts him. They are the way they are and they can't regrow the parts they have lost.

Even so, his love has only grown. If his Zichen can kiss him after he laid in a coffin for so many months, a missing tongue is nothing.

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Song Lan could never find anything about Xingchen off-putting. He's the only person he's been able to touch and be touched by without discomfort. Xiao Xingchen may have spent all that time in a coffin, but Song Lan is technically dead so he doesn't even think about it. He's mostly surprised that Xingchen wants to do this with him.

So he tentatively parts his lips to let Xingchen in.

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His Zichen is his whether he is dead or alive. Xingchen is intent on warming his poor love - even if he doesn't need it. There will always be lingering guilt that he had been the one to kill his Zichen, but his love is stronger.

Once those lips part, he sighs happily and slips his tongue inside, showing Zichen how nice a kiss - a deep kiss - can feel.

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Song Lan would of course never blame Xingchen for what had happened. No, the only responsible is currently curled up against Xingchen's back like a cat leeching heat from his body. Sleeping peacefully as if he has any right to it.

He doesn't want to think about Xue Yang though. Not when Xingchen is kissing him deeply evidently not put off by the lack of a tongue to greet his. It makes him feel hot in his robes, makes him wonder what it'd be like to feel Xingchen's hands on him without anything in the way...

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Xingchen doesn't want to live in bitterness and hate. If he can encourage Xue Yang to do better - be better - this is the road he has chosen. He will also support his Zichen as they all adapt to...a new way of life. He doesn't want anyone to feel abandoned.

The kiss ends and Xingchen can't help feeling...hot. Aroused. He kisses his Zichen again and works a hand into his robes to touch the place he had stabbed.

Oh he remembers.

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There is a dark, slightly raised scar where Shuanghua had entered, and it's mirrored on his back. Unlike the cut that had severed his tongue, it's even. Even blind, Xingchen's precision had been incredible. A clean stab right through him. Xue Yang had severed his tongue at an angle, making the remaining stump uneven and thick with scar tissue.

Song Lan thinks this even as he gasps when Xingchen's hand touches his bare skin, touches the scar, makes him feel hot in a way he hadn't thought possible in his state of undeath. He puts his hand over Xingchen's, lacing their fingers together and giving it a soft squeeze.

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"My poor Zichen." Xingchen breathes, voice husky. He smiles shakily at the gentle squeeze, his thumb caressing the scar he finds. It's time for the cruelty and the agony to end. He wants better for Zichen...for Xue Yang...for A-Qing.

His other hand tugs on the ties at Zichen's waist. He just...wants to touch him...and kiss him.

As the fabric falls back, he does just that, brushing his lips against his lover's chest.

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Song Lan knows he should probably stop Xingchen. Xue Yang is right there, and A-Qing is in the other bed, but the problem is that he doesn't want to. Feeling Xingchen's lips against his chest makes him exhale shakily, even such a small touch making his skin tingle with heat and what he can recognize as arousal, though he's not all that used to feeling that.

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He should stop, but they have waited so long! Xingchen has loved Zichen since not long after they first met. He never imagined this would be possible.

His kisses are feverish and his hands smooth over Zichen's strong chest before dipping lower.

Maybe... Maybe if they're quiet. But that seems unfair too.

"Zichen love..."

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Song Lan can't help it. When Xingchen's hands venture further down, he can feel himself aching to be touched like that. There's a fullness between his legs, hot and heady, straining against his trousers.

Xingchen... Yes, maybe if they're quiet...

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Xingchen touches his love's lips and reaches inside of Zichen's trousers, taking hold of him. Then he kisses his beloved again, stroking him.

Later... He promises himself and Zichen too. Later they will be together and they won't have to be quiet or cautious.

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It's a good thing that Xingchen kisses him just then, because the moment he feels his hand around his cock he lets out a groan, which is now muffled by Xingchen's mouth. Xue Yang makes a noise in his sleep, moving, but not waking up.

His cock is so hard in Xingchen's hand, solid and big and curving against his stomach. He'd tried touching himself when he was younger, but it had never done much for him. Now though, when it's Xingchen's hand... It feels incredible.

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Xingchen swallows that groan and sucks on Zichen's lips. The sheer size of his love amazes him and fills him with undeniable heat. If he wasn't concerned about keeping his love quiet, he would gladly wrap his lips around him.

Zichen... My Zichen... He focuses his thoughts towards his soulmate and strokes him faster, teasing the swollen head with his thumb. You feel so good!

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You too, Xingchen...

Song Lan presses into the kiss, desperately almost, keeping himself as quiet as possible as Xingchen's hand works his cock towards release. He's good at it, soon has Song Lan's cock leaking over his fingers. He must've done this before, to Xue Yang... but Song Lan really doesn't want to think about Xue Yang right now.

He gasps, shuddering as he thrusts into Xingchen's hand when his climax hits, making him spill over Xingchen's hand.

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Xue Yang had taught him about sex, yes. But Xingchen has been imagining this moment with Zichen for some time. He might be innocent and naive, but he knows how to touch himself and surely that knowledge is useful for his Zichen too?

Gasping softly, he feels the build up and then the hot rush of liquid on his fingers. Smiling widely, he nuzzles their noses together.

Next time... I'll show you more. I want to do everything with you.

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Song Lan cant even manage to get words out through their connection. Of course there's more than just this, but Song Lan still feels a little blown away by the idea.

He puts his forehead against Xingchen's and nods so that he'll feel the motion.

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The silence worries him until he feels the press of Zichen's forehead. Beaming, he embraces his love, burying his face against his neck.

I want you to feel good.

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You made me feel good, he finally manages to communicate. What about you? Do you want me to...? He certainly wouldn't mind touching Xingchen too.

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I wanted to! Xingchen blushes and beams, gently guiding one of Zichen's hands to his trousers. I need you, my Zichen. I've needed you for a long time.

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Song Lan swallows hard hearing that. Oh, those words... He doesn't even hesitate when his hand is guided to where Xingchen is hot and hard. He slides his hand over the bulge, marveling over the fact that Xingchen is like this because of him... Shuddering he tugs those trousers down to reveal his beloved and then he wraps his hand around that hard cock.

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Xingchen trembles and swallows hard. He hisses softly, biting his lip to silence him when Zichen touches him. Then his trousers are open and his breathing quickens, his cock straining to meet his lover.

The hand that comes around him has him moaning, his cock twitching, and he hides his face against Zichen's neck.

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Oh, seeing the effect he's had on Xingchen... Song Lan swallows audibly as he starts to slowly stroke him, mesmerized by the sight.

You're so beautiful...

Behind Xingchen, Xue Yang is presses closer, clinging tighter. Some of those sounds have made into his dreams, making them quite pleasant. He's half-hard, still asleep, and starting to rub up against Xingchen in a pretty insistent manner.