zichen | IC CONTACT

[ How could he ever forget? Xue Yang whines as he feels Song Lan throbbing inside of him. The feeling vibrates through him, making him rock needily on his lover's cock. ]

A-Lan... Zichen... [ He moans between kisses as every thrust makes him feel a little delirious with pleasure. ]

[Each rocking motion is met with a thrust. Zichen rubs himself along those hot walls and pants, his eyes dark. Xue Yang's whine is met with a messy kiss and he growls against his lips.]

Mine. [He takes hold of Xue Yang's cock and strokes him.]

[ Another needy whine leaves Xue Yang at that. He tightens his legs around Song Lan's middle. He doesn't want him to ever leave, wants him deep inside forever... ]

Yes, yours...! Only yours! A-Lan... [ He moans loudly, his cock throbbing in Song Lan's hand, starting to leak over his fingers. ]

[If only he could! Zichen panics sometimes when he thinks of Xue Yang disappearing or growing tired of him. He reprimands himself, but it doesn't help. Only being like this eases the fear and he kisses his lover until he can't breathe.]

Thank you. Thank you. [His muscles flex as he pounds into the other man harder, stroking him quicker.]

[ Xue Yang arches up, crying out as moments later he comes all over Song Lan's hand. He continues to move on his lover's cock, moaning and sobbing at the same time as he's so overwhelmed by his feelings for this man. ]

Zichen...

[The hot release paired with all of the wonderful sounds Xue Yang is making drive him mad. Zichen cries out as he comes a few moments later, filling his lover, making him his.]

Come here. [He holds open his arms and slides his hands over Xue Yang's chest and hips.]

[ Being filled, being so claimed always makes him feel so warm. He shivers all over, his legs trembling. ]

Mmm... [ Xue Yang lazily moves into his lover's arms, snuggling up against him and nuzzling his shoulder and neck. This is where he wants to be, always. ]

[The trembling is sweet and Zichen gathers his lover against him, kissing his temple. Then he heaves a happy sigh and lets his hands wander over the other man, enjoying his soft hair and silky skin.]

My A-Yang...

[ Xue Yang shivers pleasantly feeling Song Lan's hands on him. He feels so warm, so good, still tingling from his orgasm. ]

Mm... my Zichen...

[Any part he can reach is stroked and caressed. He wants to keep his lover feeling good. This is theirs and it's perfect.]

I - [Oh he is so close to telling him the truth.]

[ Xue Yang snuggles closer and greedily soaks up those touches. He really hasn't ever felt this good after sex before. Or felt this good in general. A little dazed from pleasure and the fact that he's growing tired, his only response to Song Lan's cut off sentence is a simple: ]

Hm?

[Rolling them and tucking Xue Yang under him, he cups the other man's face between his hands, whispering fervently:]

I care for you. Very much. [It's not what he wanted to say, but it's close.]

[ Xue Yang blushes a little and smiles, sliding his fingers into Song Lan's hair. ]

I... like you a lot. [ He murmurs. Not quite the extent of his feelings, but it is what he feels comfortable saying right now. It's a big step for him regardless! ]

[Zichen chuckles and kisses the tip of Xue Yang's nose.]

We really have gone mad. [And he is entirely okay with it.] Or maybe we've changed. I like to think the latter, personally.

[ Xue Yang laughs softly. ]

Oh, I've been mad. [ After Xiao Xingchen's death and during his first several months in this place... ] This doesn't feel like that. Well, I can't speak for you. You might've lost it completely.

I...don't think I have, actually. [Zichen rests a hand over Xue Yang's heart.] I'm choosing this and you. You haven't hurt me - not purposefully; if anything, you have taken care of me. You're not the man you were.

[ Xue Yang ducks his head down and blushes. He's still not used to hearing such sincere sentiments, and so it continues to fluster him. ]

I really do want to get out of here with you. [ He murmurs softly as he snuggles up further on Song Lan's chest. He rests his head where Song Lan's heart is, but there is of course no beating. Another reason to want to get out of here. Once Song Lan gets his deal from the Admiral, he'll be alive and whole again.

He presses a kiss right there. ]

[He will hear more, day by day, because Zichen is opening up to him. He has hope for the first time in years.]

We can do it. [Zichen drops a kiss on the crown of Xue Yang's head.] How can I help you? I'm not your Warden and I think that's...for the best.

[They would have a little too much fun with that.]

But I am your partner.

[ Xue Yang chuckles a bit, but then Song Lan says that they're partners and his brain short-circuits for a moment. Partners... He doesn't know how to respond to that so he just leans up to kiss Song Lan. ]

You're already helping. [ He says in a soft voice, snuggling in closer. ] Being here, listening to me... You haven't... you haven't abandoned me. I wouldn't blame you if you did, but you haven't...

[The kiss feels...different. Warmer. Zichen blinks shyly when they part, brushing his fingertips along Xue Yang's jawline.]

I won't abandon you if you are honest with me. If you...don't use me or seek to imprison me. Let me choose to be here and I won't disappoint you.

[ Xue Yang nods and leans in to nudge his forehead to Song Lan's. ]

I don't want to do that anymore. I... I trust you, so as long as you don't betray me...

I have no reason to betray you. I refuse to hold a grudge against you or anyone else. [And Xue Yang has proven that he needs him...and wants him.]

Okay. I believe you. [ Xue Yang smiles a little and snuggles himself closer. It's been so long since he last dared to put his trust in someone, but he feels so safe with Song Lan... ]

[The snuggling tugs at his heart and he is struck by Xue Yang's vulnerability. Zichen tucks the other man's head under his chin.]

Don't betray me either.

[ It's crazy how safe and comforted he feels in these arms, and how different it is from those stolen moments of comfort he'd allowed himself sometimes during those long, lonely years in Yi City. When he'd sometimes use Song Lan for some sort of comfort. ]

I won't.

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