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.
Zichen's chest rises and falls under those hands, shuddering with each breath.
"Tease." he accuses, growling. He arches as much as he can, his cock throbbing inside of Xue Yang. The tight walls make staying still almost impossible.
Xue Yang giggles and tries to pull an innocent face, but that's hard to to do when he's sitting on a cock, looking pleased.
"Me? But Song-daozhang said that he was injured and couldn't move around a lot. I'm only being considerate..." He grins and deliberately tightens up around his lover's cock.
"You." Zichen hisses pleasurably, gripping Xue Yang around his waist, "I said I wanted to keep you with me, didn't I? Guess what I'm using as a lure?" he lifts his hips, rocking Xue Yang ever so slightly.
Xue Yang laughs, purring a little as he's grabbed. "Mnn, is it your cock?" he teases as he starts to slowly rock on it. He grins at that shiver and tightens again. "You like how tight I get around you, hah?"
"Good guess." Zichen moans and sneaks his hands around Xue Yang to squeeze his backside, "Yes." he makes no effort to hide his pleasure, doing his utmost to follow Xue Yang's motions.
Xue Yang lets out a gasping moan in response to those hands on his ass. He rocks into them, encouraging his lover's attentions to such a sensitive place.
"Mnnn, I can feel that... it's like you're getting bigger inside me," he moans as he finally starts to ride him properly - hard and fast.
Zichen is more than happy to squeeze the soft cheeks and then... To lightly spank them. Xue Yang is being naughty, though in an entirely delicious way!
"I am." he manages to gasp before giving a shout. The hot slide of their skin makes his toes curl and he hangs onto Xue Yang for dear life.
"Ah, fuck!" Xue Yang groans and throws his head back when he's spanked. He rocks back even more insistently against those hands to encourage more.
Hearing just how wild Song Lan gets for him just turns him on more. He lifts himself and slams back down with a loud cry, his thighs tensing and flexing in response.
How pretty. Zichen's breath catches and he spanks Xue Yang again. And again, the sound arousing him to a point where he has to drive himself into his lover. Staying still isn't possible.
"Zichen!" Xue Yang cries out as he loses control of his body and comes hard without even touching his cock. He whines and whimpers as he continues to rock needily on his lover's cock as he rides through his orgasm.
The suddenness shocks him into his own release and Zichen moans loudly, coming hard inside of his lover. He grips Xue Yang tightly and rides out the sensations, panting against his shoulder.
Xue Yang gasps, clenching up around Song Lan as he feels him come inside of him. He shudders and collapses against his lover's chest, Song Lan's my A-Yang echoing in his head. He blushes furiously and hides his face against his shoulder, clinging tightly. He's never letting this man go...
It feels good to be clung to; to be sought and needed. Xue Yang chases the chill from his veins and Zichen sighs as he relaxes back against the bed. His arms remain around his silly gremlin, unwilling to let go.
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"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?"
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He's impatient though so a second finger is soon slid inside right next to the other. "A-Ah, it feels good..." he moans.
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"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.
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"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."
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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..."
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When they had first had sex, his size had baffled him. Now, thanks to his A-Yang, he knows how to use it.
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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.
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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.
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"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!
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"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.
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"Tease." he accuses, growling. He arches as much as he can, his cock throbbing inside of Xue Yang. The tight walls make staying still almost impossible.
"Take...what you want..."
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"Me? But Song-daozhang said that he was injured and couldn't move around a lot. I'm only being considerate..." He grins and deliberately tightens up around his lover's cock.
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The tightening steals his breath and he shivers.
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He wants more.
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"Mnnn, I can feel that... it's like you're getting bigger inside me," he moans as he finally starts to ride him properly - hard and fast.
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"I am." he manages to gasp before giving a shout. The hot slide of their skin makes his toes curl and he hangs onto Xue Yang for dear life.
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Hearing just how wild Song Lan gets for him just turns him on more. He lifts himself and slams back down with a loud cry, his thighs tensing and flexing in response.
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"A- A-Yang!"
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"A-Yang... My A-Yang..."
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"Amazing."
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