"... If someone hurt you I'd probably kill them," he says. Song Lan wanted honesty, right? And Xue Yang can't help that the thought of someone hurting this man makes him feel violent.
"Then I need to make sure I am never hurt." Zichen tuts a little, but he can't hide that he is touched by the answer too, "I don't want you to get in trouble for my sake."
"Okay, okay. I'll take care of you first, and then I'll kick their ass." Xue Yang giggles a little and leans up to nuzzle against Song Lan's ear and jawline.
"If I let you leave." Zichen shivers, smirking, "I may not. You are very good at taking care of me." and how will he sleep without his warm gremlin beside him?
"How should I go about convincing you?" Zichen's voice dips huskily, "I can't be too energetic about it with an injury." he kisses along Xue Yang's jawline.
Xue Yang grins and puts a hand on Song Lan's chest to gently push him down on his back in the bed. "Mm, you could let me ride you. That way I'd be doing most of the work..."
"Mm, I bet you would," Xue Yang teases and he reaches for the ointment that has been given a permanent spot on the bedside table.
"I suppose I would have to do this myself too," he says coyly as he coats his fingers and brings them up between his legs. He makes sure that Song Lan can see it when he slips one slick finger into himself.
Zichen lifts himself just enough to brush a soft kiss against Xue Yang's lips.
"I like watching you, especially when we are alone." he has noticed softer, warmer expressions from the other man and he finds himself addicted to them.
But he also doesn't mind watching slick fingers pressed into his lover's body.
"I won't look away, A-Yang." Zichen promises, rubbing his hands over Xue Yang's body, teasing his nipples with light pinches, "Be patient. Don't push yourself too hard." he sucks in a quiet breath, "I want you to feel good."
Xue Yang chuckles breathily and glances down at his own rapidly hardening cock.
"Does it look like I'm not feeling good?" he teases, but he does slow down a little. Mainly to give Song Lan more or a show as he sensually rocks on his fingers and rolls his hips.
Zichen gives Xue Yang a warm, secretive smile before stroking over that lovely cock.
"I know you push yourself too hard." he repeats, "And you don't have to. Not for me." he watches the motions appreciatively, letting his hands roam, "Beautiful."
Xue Yang really does love having Song Lan's eyes on him like that. It's another thing that makes him feel so wanted - a feeling he's quite addicted to by now.
He bites his lip and gasps softly when his cock is stroked, making it twitch. He spreads his fingers inside of himself and lets them sink deeper. "Ah, ah..."
"Add a finger." Zichen whispers, teasing the head of Xue Yang's cock, "You know you need to be stretched for me." a fact that actually brings Zichen a little bit of pride.
When they had first had sex, his size had baffled him. Now, thanks to his A-Yang, he knows how to use it.
It's really unfair how hot its when Song Lan tells him what to do in bed...
Xue Yang groans and slides a third finger into himself, peering at his lover through lidded eyes. "You're really proud of that, hah? How much you fill me up?" he breathes.
"Yes." Zichen purrs and caresses Xue Yang's thighs, stroking his fingertips over the sensitive inner skin, "I'm proud of how I fill my A-Yang. I'm proud that he is overwhelmed by me." he rubs their cocks together, sighing.
The already hazy look in Xue Yang's eyes grows even hazier when Song Lan talks like that. Oh, he needs his cock inside now.
With a groan he pulls his fingers out of himself and slicks his lover's impressive cock up with both hands. He then straddles him and slowly lets himself sink down on said impressive cock.
Zichen groans at the reaction, positioning himself to make it easier. Xue Yang is so hot! He sucks in a breath and holds it, his cock twitching as he slides into his lover.
"This...might be more difficult...than I thought." he gasps. Giving over control when all he wants to do is take Xue Yang hard is a challenge!
Xue Yang lets out a breathy giggle and puts his hands down on Song Lan's chest for support.
"Ah, ah, you shouldn't exert yourself too much, Song-daozhang..." he purrs as he continues to sink down on him. A string of gasping moans escape his lips once he's filled himself with his lover's thick cock.
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
"I am yours." he agrees, "And you should know I am not easily wounded. You don't have to fight any battles for me, A-Yang."
no subject
no subject
"I would prefer if you hurried to be with me. If I'm hurt, I need you even more."
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
"I would like watching you do that."
no subject
"I suppose I would have to do this myself too," he says coyly as he coats his fingers and brings them up between his legs. He makes sure that Song Lan can see it when he slips one slick finger into himself.
no subject
"I like watching you, especially when we are alone." he has noticed softer, warmer expressions from the other man and he finds himself addicted to them.
But he also doesn't mind watching slick fingers pressed into his lover's body.
"How does it feel?"
no subject
He's impatient though so a second finger is soon slid inside right next to the other. "A-Ah, it feels good..." he moans.
no subject
no subject
"Does it look like I'm not feeling good?" he teases, but he does slow down a little. Mainly to give Song Lan more or a show as he sensually rocks on his fingers and rolls his hips.
no subject
"I know you push yourself too hard." he repeats, "And you don't have to. Not for me." he watches the motions appreciatively, letting his hands roam, "Beautiful."
no subject
He bites his lip and gasps softly when his cock is stroked, making it twitch. He spreads his fingers inside of himself and lets them sink deeper. "Ah, ah..."
no subject
When they had first had sex, his size had baffled him. Now, thanks to his A-Yang, he knows how to use it.
no subject
Xue Yang groans and slides a third finger into himself, peering at his lover through lidded eyes. "You're really proud of that, hah? How much you fill me up?" he breathes.
no subject
no subject
With a groan he pulls his fingers out of himself and slicks his lover's impressive cock up with both hands. He then straddles him and slowly lets himself sink down on said impressive cock.
no subject
"This...might be more difficult...than I thought." he gasps. Giving over control when all he wants to do is take Xue Yang hard is a challenge!
no subject
"Ah, ah, you shouldn't exert yourself too much, Song-daozhang..." he purrs as he continues to sink down on him. A string of gasping moans escape his lips once he's filled himself with his lover's thick cock.
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)