[ 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. ]
[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.]
[ 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: ]
[ 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! ]
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.
[ 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...
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... ]
[ 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. ]
[Those moments in Yi City had been desperate and unhealthy. Zichen feels like they've found something healthy, but fragile, on the Barge. He is careful as he strokes over the other man's hair, his lips soft against Xue Yang's forehead.]
[ There's something so comforting about those simple words. Xue Yang finds his entire body relaxing fully, and he practically melts into Song Lan. It's a big thing for him to be able to trust someone, but it might be even more important to know that he's trusted back. ]
[Chances are given once, maybe twice. Zichen and Xue Yang blew through those numbers long ago. They have to start over or risk the same outcome. That's why Zichen is choosing to open his heart and mind to Xue Yang. He has seen enough progress and sweetness to convince him that the other man does care for him and that he does want to change.]
I'm here for you. [He hears the choked quality and hugs Xue Yang tighter.]
[ Waking up here after his death only to find a Xiao Xingchen who wanted nothing to do with him had felt like a cruel joke. Then, Song Lan had arrived and somehow made things better. Even with Xiao Xingchen out of his life for good this time, he hasn't fallen to pieces thanks to Song Lan. Somehow, they've made this work.
He wishes that he could somehow be even closer than this. Even pressed together naked like they are doesn't feel like enough. ]
You're the only one who's... who's been here for me like this. [ Xiao Xingchen doesn't count because he'd never been able to be completely honest with him back then. ]
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Come here. [He holds open his arms and slides his hands over Xue Yang's chest and hips.]
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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. ]
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My A-Yang...
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Mm... my Zichen...
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I - [Oh he is so close to telling him the truth.]
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Hm?
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I care for you. Very much. [It's not what he wanted to say, but it's close.]
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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! ]
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We really have gone mad. [And he is entirely okay with it.] Or maybe we've changed. I like to think the latter, personally.
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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.
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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. ]
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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.
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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...
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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.
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I don't want to do that anymore. I... I trust you, so as long as you don't betray me...
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Don't betray me either.
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I won't.
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I believe you.
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Thank you. [ He murmurs, a little choked up. ]
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I'm here for you. [He hears the choked quality and hugs Xue Yang tighter.]
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He wishes that he could somehow be even closer than this. Even pressed together naked like they are doesn't feel like enough. ]
You're the only one who's... who's been here for me like this. [ Xiao Xingchen doesn't count because he'd never been able to be completely honest with him back then. ]
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