"I think you probably agree on more than you think." Xingchen whispers and then whimpers, his legs trembling. Xue Yang has found a very nice spot and he knows it!
His stroking quickens in revenge and he laughs into the kiss, realizing his lovers are embarrassed. How cute~
Well, probably, but Xue Yang is pretty sure that at this point anything they agree on is going to be about Xiao Xingchen. He grins at Xingchen's responses and starts to mercilessly target that spot. "Mm, are you feeling it now, daozhang?" he teases in his ear, rubbing a third finger along the rim before letting it join the other two.
Song Lan watches with wide eyes how easily those fingers slide inside of Xingchen's body. He definitely wonders what it'd feel like to be doing that for him... He gives Xingchen's cock a gentle squeeze before pressing up his own against his.
It's a start if nothing else. Xingchen doesn't mind being the tentative glue that pulls the two men together. They are so dear to him and it amazes him that, through everything, they are still here, still waiting for him.
His whines take on a desperate edge and his cock begins to leak, twitching when he feels himself rubbing against Zichen.
"Y-Yes!" he reaches down with his free hand and holds his cock against Zichen's - while still stroking A-Yang's, "I need...to feel both of you."
Xue Yang groans into Xingchen's ear and finally pulls his fingers out. "I'm gonna fuck you, Xingchen," he murmurs heatedly as he rubs his cock up against that well-fingered hole. Nipping an earlobe, he finally lets himself sink inside of his lover, moaning at the feeling that greets him.
Song Lan can't resist looking when Xue Yang starts to enter Xingchen, and the sight of it makes his cock throb against Xingchen's. A shaky gasp leaves his lips and he ends up grinding himself against Xingchen.
"Ahhh A-Yang, I told you about language..." Xingchen doesn't get a chance to fuss too much, however, because soon Xue Yang gives him exactly what he wants. Moaning loudly, he feels himself clench around his lover, making good on his promise, though he isn't exactly doing it on purpose.
Zichen's excitement makes him hotter and he pulls the man into a deep kiss, wrapping his fingers around his cock and stroking him.
Xue Yang chuckles breathily. "And I've told you it's pointless." He moans when Xingchen clenches around him, nuzzling into his neck and rocking deeper. "You feel so good..."
Song Lan moans into Xingchen's mouth, his cock twitching in his lover's hand, starting to grow wet at the tip.
"Imp." Xingchen mutters affectionately, groaning and rubbing against his loves. He clenches again, this time on purpose, and grins flirtatiously.
"Does that feel better?" but of course the tightness just makes him feel his lover all the more. His vengeance isn't well thought out, but why would it be? He just wants his lovers to feel amazing.
Licking at Zichen's mouth, he purrs and swipes his thumb across the leaking tip of his cock.
Xue Yang groans and grips Xingchen's hips hard, giving a deep thrust that rubs right up against his lover's sweet spot. "I love you," he breathes, his cock twitching inside of him.
Song Lan's cock twitches and leaks even more, gasping softly as he rocks into Xingchen's hand. He's close again, unable to last long when he's being intimate with Xingchen.
Xingchen writhes and whimpers, biting into a pillow on accident to keep himself...quiet. It really is a losing game, especially when Xue Yang knows how to rile him up! And, then, of course, he can hear and feel his Zichen too.
He just can't last. When he hears those beautiful words, his body jerks and he climaxes with a shout, his hand trembling around Zichen's cock.
Xue Yang growls at the feeling of Xingchen coming around him. The clenching drives him wild. He fucks him harder, deeper, moaning shamelessly the whole time. Once his own climax hits he moans right into Xingchen's ear as he fills him.
Song Lan makes sure to really take in the sight of Xingchen coming this time. So gorgeous... definitely the most breathtaking thing he's ever witnessed. He rubs himself against Xingchen's palm, gasping as he too comes moments later.
The harder thrusts just draw out his climax. But Xue Yang probably knows that~ Xingchen shivers and gasps, going very still as he is filled. Then, amazingly, his Zichen joins them!
"A-Yang... Zichen..." he moans and strokes his soulmate faster, helping him enjoy the shivery bliss that follows, "Yes, loves... So perfect..."
Xue Yang shudders and wraps his arms tightly around Xingchen's middle, pressing himself even closer. He doesn't pull out, doesn't want to lose that connection yet. "Mm... you're the perfect one," he murmurs into his ear.
Song Lan definitely feels oversensitive when Xingchen strokes him through his orgasm. He pants heavily, his body trembling a little as he puts their foreheads together. Mm... Xue Yang is right. Another thing they're in agreement over!
"Mmm you're agreeing again." Xingchen murmurs, thoroughly amused. The tight hug from behind is sweet and he sighs, relaxing against his A-Yang, letting his heart and breathing settle.
Zichen's trembling is just as sweet and he rubs a hand over his lover's chest, beaming.
Xue Yang feels warm hearing that, nuzzling right back. "Good," he murmurs, sounding pleased. He wants to be Xingchen's, wants the other man to never let him go.
Song Lan lifts his hand and strokes Xingchen's cheek again. I drove you away from me once. I will never do that again.
Xue Yang lets out a shaky little sigh and kisses Xingchen's neck. "I won't hurt you again," he murmurs, "I promise." He'd sooner take his own life than hurt Xingchen.
I still owe you an apology. Being in pain doesn't excuse taking it out on you. I'm sorry, Xingchen.
Xue Yang feels reassured by that, though there's still one concern lingering... Remembering that Xiao Xingchen had taught him how to mentally communicate, he utilizes that too to ask, Even if Song Lan wanted you to?
Song Lan immediately warms feeling Xingchen's lips kissing his fingers.
I am too. I only wish that I would have spoken to you first, instead of confronting Xue Yang...
The new voice in his head makes him smile a little. Xingchen hears the question and immediately shakes his head. He and I have talked. He wouldn't ask that of me. You think too poorly of him, A-Yang. He isn't a cruel man.
Once he finishes kissing Zichen's fingers, he holds the man's hand to his chest.
You are speaking to me now. That's all that matters.
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Date: 2023-09-16 01:09 pm (UTC)His stroking quickens in revenge and he laughs into the kiss, realizing his lovers are embarrassed. How cute~
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Date: 2023-09-16 01:22 pm (UTC)Song Lan watches with wide eyes how easily those fingers slide inside of Xingchen's body. He definitely wonders what it'd feel like to be doing that for him... He gives Xingchen's cock a gentle squeeze before pressing up his own against his.
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Date: 2023-09-16 01:30 pm (UTC)His whines take on a desperate edge and his cock begins to leak, twitching when he feels himself rubbing against Zichen.
"Y-Yes!" he reaches down with his free hand and holds his cock against Zichen's - while still stroking A-Yang's, "I need...to feel both of you."
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Date: 2023-09-16 01:36 pm (UTC)Song Lan can't resist looking when Xue Yang starts to enter Xingchen, and the sight of it makes his cock throb against Xingchen's. A shaky gasp leaves his lips and he ends up grinding himself against Xingchen.
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Date: 2023-09-16 01:41 pm (UTC)Zichen's excitement makes him hotter and he pulls the man into a deep kiss, wrapping his fingers around his cock and stroking him.
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Date: 2023-09-16 01:46 pm (UTC)Song Lan moans into Xingchen's mouth, his cock twitching in his lover's hand, starting to grow wet at the tip.
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Date: 2023-09-16 01:53 pm (UTC)"Does that feel better?" but of course the tightness just makes him feel his lover all the more. His vengeance isn't well thought out, but why would it be? He just wants his lovers to feel amazing.
Licking at Zichen's mouth, he purrs and swipes his thumb across the leaking tip of his cock.
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Date: 2023-09-16 01:58 pm (UTC)Song Lan's cock twitches and leaks even more, gasping softly as he rocks into Xingchen's hand. He's close again, unable to last long when he's being intimate with Xingchen.
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Date: 2023-09-16 02:14 pm (UTC)He just can't last. When he hears those beautiful words, his body jerks and he climaxes with a shout, his hand trembling around Zichen's cock.
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Date: 2023-09-16 02:18 pm (UTC)Song Lan makes sure to really take in the sight of Xingchen coming this time. So gorgeous... definitely the most breathtaking thing he's ever witnessed. He rubs himself against Xingchen's palm, gasping as he too comes moments later.
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Date: 2023-09-16 02:23 pm (UTC)"A-Yang... Zichen..." he moans and strokes his soulmate faster, helping him enjoy the shivery bliss that follows, "Yes, loves... So perfect..."
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Date: 2023-09-16 02:25 pm (UTC)Song Lan definitely feels oversensitive when Xingchen strokes him through his orgasm. He pants heavily, his body trembling a little as he puts their foreheads together. Mm... Xue Yang is right. Another thing they're in agreement over!
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Date: 2023-09-16 02:30 pm (UTC)Zichen's trembling is just as sweet and he rubs a hand over his lover's chest, beaming.
"I love you both."
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Date: 2023-09-16 02:34 pm (UTC)I love you, Song Lan echoes through their connection, lifting a hand to stroke Xingchen's cheek.
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Date: 2023-09-16 02:40 pm (UTC)Song Lan feels a tightening in his chest and he leans in to softly kiss Xingchen. I will never leave you, my Xingchen...
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Date: 2023-09-16 02:43 pm (UTC)"You're mine too, you know." and he will make that clear every day!
Zichen's soft kiss has him stretching out his arms and embracing the other man against him.
How could I ever leave you, my Zichen?
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Date: 2023-09-16 02:47 pm (UTC)Song Lan lifts his hand and strokes Xingchen's cheek again. I drove you away from me once. I will never do that again.
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Date: 2023-09-16 02:51 pm (UTC)"I won't make you mourn ever again." he raises Xue Yang's hand and kisses his knuckles.
The soft fingers on his cheek draw him back to Zichen and he snuggles his lover, frowning a little.
Don't blame yourself. You were in immense pain. I didn't think beyond what you said. I was naive.
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Date: 2023-09-16 02:56 pm (UTC)I still owe you an apology. Being in pain doesn't excuse taking it out on you. I'm sorry, Xingchen.
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Date: 2023-09-17 09:51 am (UTC)"I know you won't. Just stay with me, A-Yang." he falls quiet, listening to Zichen then, his lips trembling at the apology.
"Zichen... We both need to learn about our...emotions." he smiles softly, "Anger doesn't always mean hate. It could mean pain."
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Date: 2023-09-18 06:57 pm (UTC)"I will never leave you, A-Chen," he murmurs into his ear, placing a soft kiss to the shell.
Song Lan strokes Xingchen's cheek, fingers trembling a little. Yes. I was in pain. I could never hate you, Xingchen. I love you.
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Date: 2023-09-19 07:47 am (UTC)"I won't leave you either." he gives a happy shiver and then kisses Zichen's fingers slowly, one by one.
I see that now. It's so clear! I'm sorry for running away from you, love. I'm so glad you found me.
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Date: 2023-09-20 06:11 am (UTC)Song Lan immediately warms feeling Xingchen's lips kissing his fingers.
I am too. I only wish that I would have spoken to you first, instead of confronting Xue Yang...
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Date: 2023-09-20 09:25 am (UTC)Once he finishes kissing Zichen's fingers, he holds the man's hand to his chest.
You are speaking to me now. That's all that matters.
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