zichen | IC CONTACT

"All for me?" Zichen purrs into Xue Yang's ear, rocking their bodies slowly, sensually, filling his love and then pulling back, "Nnn I love you..." he grazes his nails over his lover's back and gasps.

"Uh-huh... only you," Xue Yang breathes. There is no one else he could want, no one he loves like this.

"A-Ah, please..." he whines when his husband's cock rubs against his prostate, making him tighten around him. "Right there!"

"I'm all for you." Zichen kisses Xue Yang desperately then, licking at the corners of his mouth. Then he rocks into his lover harder, targeting his prostate purposefully.

"I will always be yours." he adds breathlessly.

"Yes... mine," Xue Yang breathes as he clings to his husband, groaning when kissed so deep. When they part he lets out a cry, his whole body jolting from the harder thrusts that keep rubbing him exactly where he's the most sensitive. His cock twitches, moisture starting to form at the tip of it.

"Happily...yours." Zichen rubs his hands over Xue Yang's back and then grabs onto his backside. He rubs himself against his lover's prostate with a deep groan, loving the jolts he causes. His husband is the cutest when he is so sensitive~

"You're being adorable."

Xue Yang groans and immediately presses into Zichen's hands. Another place he loves to have touched and played with... "Nnn, I-I'm not," he whines, a pout that probably just makes him look cuter forming on his lips.

Zichen spanks those full cheeks and then grips onto them, massaging the soft skin.

"Shall I get you a mirror?" he pants and laughs, "Aw don't pout at me." he kisses those poor pouting lips softly.

Xue Yang gasps loudly. The sharp sting of Zichen's hand against sensitive flesh makes him tighten hard around his thick cock. The look in his eyes grows a little hazy with desire.

"Nnn... you wanna fuck me in front of a mirror?" he teases huskily, "See how deep you are in me?"

"You have the best ideas." Zichen growls and bites into Xue Yang's shoulder. The tighter hold around his cock makes him throb and the tip grows wet. With the water sloshing around them, he knows he won't be able to grab a mirror. This time.

Maybe next time?

"Mmmm, I know," Xue Yang breathes, grinning heatedly and smugly at his husband. Next time indeed. Xue Yang is getting close too, and decides to make the most of it. He pulls up as much as he can without Zichen's cock slipping out of him, and then quickly slams himself back down with a loud cry.

"Next time." Zichen agrees, biting and sucking on Xue Yang's neck as he drives himself into him relentlessly. The way his lover slams back down on him seals his fate. He comes hard, thrusting until his body begins to tremble and he feels himself soften.

"A-Yang!"

"Ah!" Xue Yang moans loudly, digging his fingers into Zichen's shoulders. "Yes!" He throws his head back, coming only moments after his husband. He whines and rocks on Zichen's cock until he starts to come down from his high. Shuddering, he collapses against Zichen's chest.

Xue Yang is caught and embraced. Zichen breathes hard against his husband's hair, but he can't keep himself from smiling.

"Feeling better?" he teases gently, kissing Xue Yang's cheek, "Don't squeeze my shoulder too hard, love."

"Oh, shit. Sorry." Xue Yang sheepishly releases Zichen's shoulders and wraps his arms around his chest instead, resting his head against the shoulder that isn't bruised.

"Mmm, I feel great. Tired though," he murmurs with a chuckle.

He shakes his head and kisses Xue Yang's forehead to hush his fussing. Then he gathers his husband close, embracing him for just a little longer.

"Mm me too. Let's rinse off and go to bed." he pulls the plug on their bath and stands up, using the shower-head to rinse off.

Xue Yang reluctantly stands up to rinse off, but he clings to Zichen the whole time. He's a needy little barnacle!

Once they're rinsed off he grabs towels for them and sticks close while drying off.

"Are you alright, love?" Zichen helps dry his little barnacle off before brushing through Xue Yang's long hair, "What's on your mind?"

Xue Yang nuzzles into Zichen's shoulder, practically purring under the affection.

"Mmm, nothing, I just... I'm glad I met you." He chuckles softly and presses a kiss to his husband's neck.

Grabbing their pajamas, he then helps Xue Yang get dressed. He likes seeing to his cute husband.

"I'm glad I met you too." he smiles and slips on his pajamas too. Then he snuggles his A-Yang in his arms and sighs happily.

Xue Yang grins when Zichen helps him with his PJs. It can get a little chilly in their cabin at night.

He leans into his husband's arms and kisses his shoulder. "I love you," he murmurs with a smile. He then takes Zichen's hand and tugs him towards their bedroom.

Their pajamas are soft - perfect for touching and holding. Zichen returns the grin and softens when his shoulder is kissed.

"I love you too." he holds Xue Yang's hand snugly, grabbing onto a hair-tie before he is pulled from the bathroom. Their bed has plenty of blankets - and a few furs. Zichen sits down on the mattress and pulls his hair into a quick braid.

Xue Yang flops onto their bed and stretches out. He doesn't bother tying his hair up - it always ends up a mess anyway. He reaches out to tug at Zichen's arm.

"Come lay down with me. I'm cold," he says in a playfully pitiful tone of voice.

"So soon?" Zichen chuckles and ties off his braid. Then he slips under the covers and wraps around his silly husband, kissing his cheek repeatedly.

"Is this better?"

Xue Yang grins and immediately curls up in his husband's arms. "Mmm, much better." It's his favorite place to be, after all!

Zichen curls their bodies together and strokes over Xue Yang's side.

"We'll be close like this on our trip."

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