Xue Yang's gaze grows all the more hazy and full of lust as Song Lan loses his composure and self-control. He relaxes his throat even more to handle the thrusts being made into his mouth, his finger digging into his lover's thighs. He moans helplessly, so aroused it's painful as he swallows down every drop of precome that lands on his tongue.
Dizzy with arousal, his cock throbbing and leaking, Zichen licks his lips and tries to find words. The moaning sends a sharp shudder through him and he gasps:
Xue Yang groans and pulls his mouth off of Song Lan's cock. "Good thing I prepared myself for you then... huh?" He grins heatedly and stands up, letting his robe fall off of him completely. His cock is achingly hard in his panties, easily showing through the thin, silky material.
Zichen barely pauses to admire his gorgeous lover. He sweeps Xue Yang into his arms and carries him to their bed. Without looking away, he uses oil on his cock and tugs down those tantalizing panties.
"Very thoughtful of you." he murmurs, pressing the head of his cock against his lover's entrance.
Xue Yang laughs as he's scooped up into his lover's strong arms, playfully swooning and clinging to him like he's a damsel about to be ravished.
He stretches out on the bed, his cock springing free to reveal that he's tied one of Song Lan's spare ribbons around the base of it. A present for his lover to untie when he feels like it~ Xue Yang licks his lips and lifts his legs to expose his slicked up hole for Song Lan's cock, moaning as it presses against him.
Shameless! Absolutely shameless. But all the more desirable because of it. Zichen tosses the panties to the side and presses into Xue Yang, moaning as he is slowly surrounded in incredible heat. He has no idea how long he can last, but he needs this.
Holding Xue Yang's legs over his shoulders, Zichen begins to thrust almost immediately, his hair falling into his eyes.
Shameless and proud! Driving Song Lan out of his mind with pleasure is something he definitely prides himself on being able to do.
Case in point, Song Lan thrusting into him, immediately filling him to the brim and fucking him into their bed. "Ah! A-Lan..." he gasps, his legs trembling against his lover's shoulders as the position gets that thick cock so damn deep... It makes him throb against the ribbon.
Xue Yang has a talent for making him forget his insecurities and his fears. Once, the opposite had been true. He likes how they are now much better.
"A-Yang..." he gasps and thrusts harder, rocking them against the bed...and rocking the bed too. He waits until the last possible moment to pull on the ribbon at the base of Xue Yang's cock.
He sucks in a sharp breath and practically the second he hears gege, he comes. Hard. He fills Xue Yang with a shout, continuing to move and, yes, pulling the ribbon free.
Xue Yang is definitely having fun with the fact that he's found something to call Song Lan in bed that arouses him like that! Xue Yang cries out, legs tightening around his lover when he's filled with such a heavy load.
"Ah, fuck! Gege!" he groans, throwing his head back as his own release follows shortly, splattering his stomach and chest.
It's difficult to explain. Others have called him that before, but there is something about the way Xue Yang says it that drives him mad. He whimpers when his lover follows him, his eyes wide so he doesn't miss a second.
Then, breathing hard, he grabs a towel and cleans them as best as he can. It's just a habit by now.
"A-Yang..." he breathes the name softly before collapsing at Xue Yang's side.
Xue Yang whines as he writhes on Song Lan's cock, riding the high of his orgasm until he starts to come down from it, shuddering all over with pleasure.
"Mmmm... A-Lan," he breathes with a satisfied grin as he curls up against his lover. "You're so fucking hot when you get like that..."
Zichen decides that Xue Yang can ride him as much as he likes - for as long as he likes! He smiles breathlessly at his lover's side and kisses his shoulder slowly.
"I enjoyed...my gift." he sighs and gently takes down Xue Yang's now mussed hair, "I've made a mess of you. I'm sorry about your hair."
Xue Yang giggles and leans in close to kiss him. "I wanted you to make a mess of me," he purrs, "You can keep doing it. Gege~" His eyes sparkle mischievously.
He chuckles shakily and presses into the kiss. "You did, did you?" he grips the back of Xue Yang's neck and pulls him into another kiss, "You dressed up for me, had dinner ready and got on your knees for me. I'm not done with you yet."
A pleasant shiver runs down Xue Yang's spine. Oh, he likes the sound of that! He lets out a pleased sound into the kiss, clasping Song Lan's face between his hands as he returns it. "Mmm... good, because I haven't had enough," he breathes, licking over his lover's lips.
"Mm first... Let me see this outfit of yours." Zichen straddles Xue Yang and pets over the bra, admiring the soft cups, "You know, as pretty as it is, I think I prefer your skin." he nuzzles the hands that hold his face, groaning under the tongue.
Xue Yang grins and spreads out so that Song Lan can admire the bra, the leather straps and the stockings. "Mm, I found it in the Barge wardrobe. Wanted to try something different for you." He chuckles a bit when the cups are touched. "I'm pretty sure it's for women though, but..." He shrugs. "I thought it looked pretty."
Zichen tugs at the bra, the straps and the stockings, getting to know them intimately.
"You're gorgeous." he says huskily, lifting the bra to kiss a nipple bud, "Are they for women?" he blinks and tilts his head, "I suppose I can see the use of this..." the bra, "for breasts, but I like A-Yang's chest."
"I think so. The way the top garment is designed, it seems to be for someone with breasts." A soft sound leaves him when his nipple is kissed, making it stiffen. "Mmm... and the undergarment was really tight. I don't think it was meant for a dick."
He giggles a little and slips an arm around Song Lan's neck while the other strokes down his chest. "I like A-Lan's chest."
He smirks and shakes his head, cupping Xue Yang's cock and stroking the poor appendage. Those panties hadn't been playing fair!
"I'm glad I removed it." for many reasons. His eyes lid and he glances down at his chest, a little embarrassed. He truly isn't accustomed to compliments and yet Xue Yang gives them to him freely.
"I don't think I will wear a bra for you, A-Yang."
Zichen takes his time, his callused fingers teasing along every inch of his lover's cock. He circles the base with a finger and teases the tip with gentle pressure from his thumb.
"I have muscles." he growls, arousal shooting down his spine at the groping, "I don't need the bra for them to stay in place."
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"A-...A-Yang!" he whines lowly, his cock throbbing, precome leaking from the tip, "Yes!"
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"I need...to be...inside of you. Now."
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"Very thoughtful of you." he murmurs, pressing the head of his cock against his lover's entrance.
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He stretches out on the bed, his cock springing free to reveal that he's tied one of Song Lan's spare ribbons around the base of it. A present for his lover to untie when he feels like it~ Xue Yang licks his lips and lifts his legs to expose his slicked up hole for Song Lan's cock, moaning as it presses against him.
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Holding Xue Yang's legs over his shoulders, Zichen begins to thrust almost immediately, his hair falling into his eyes.
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Case in point, Song Lan thrusting into him, immediately filling him to the brim and fucking him into their bed. "Ah! A-Lan..." he gasps, his legs trembling against his lover's shoulders as the position gets that thick cock so damn deep... It makes him throb against the ribbon.
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"A-Yang..." he gasps and thrusts harder, rocking them against the bed...and rocking the bed too. He waits until the last possible moment to pull on the ribbon at the base of Xue Yang's cock.
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He leans up to suck hungrily at Song Lan's lips. "Want you to come inside me..." he breathes, "Please, gege~."
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"Xue Yang!"
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"Ah, fuck! Gege!" he groans, throwing his head back as his own release follows shortly, splattering his stomach and chest.
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Then, breathing hard, he grabs a towel and cleans them as best as he can. It's just a habit by now.
"A-Yang..." he breathes the name softly before collapsing at Xue Yang's side.
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"Mmmm... A-Lan," he breathes with a satisfied grin as he curls up against his lover. "You're so fucking hot when you get like that..."
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"I enjoyed...my gift." he sighs and gently takes down Xue Yang's now mussed hair, "I've made a mess of you. I'm sorry about your hair."
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"You're gorgeous." he says huskily, lifting the bra to kiss a nipple bud, "Are they for women?" he blinks and tilts his head, "I suppose I can see the use of this..." the bra, "for breasts, but I like A-Yang's chest."
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He giggles a little and slips an arm around Song Lan's neck while the other strokes down his chest. "I like A-Lan's chest."
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"I'm glad I removed it." for many reasons. His eyes lid and he glances down at his chest, a little embarrassed. He truly isn't accustomed to compliments and yet Xue Yang gives them to him freely.
"I don't think I will wear a bra for you, A-Yang."
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He giggles and cups Song Lan's chest, brazenly groping his pecs. "Why not? Yours are bigger than mine so I think it would fit you better!"
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"I have muscles." he growls, arousal shooting down his spine at the groping, "I don't need the bra for them to stay in place."
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