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."
Xue Yang just continues to giggle as he gropes Song Lan's chest and runs his hand all over him, greedily. He leans up to nip along his lover's jawline. "No, but I think it'd look kinda hot..." he purrs, "It's not like I need tit support either." He laughs and nips at Song Lan's ear.
"It would need to be bigger." Zichen gasps and slides a hand down Xue Yang's abdomen, "I'm larger across than you." he snorts and lifts the bra as if checking if Xue Yang needs the support, "Mm I suppose you're right."
"Mmm, you are..." Xue Yang breathes, both looking and sounding very pleased with that fact. He loves Song Lan's body. He could look at and touch it for hours... He rubs over Song Lan's nipples, lightly pinching and tugging at them to make them stiffen.
Xue Yang laughs breathily. "Am I? Good~ It'd be for my eyes only anyway, and I think it'd be sexy..." He grins and tugs at one of his nipples, shuddering under him.
Xue Yang's cheeks warm. Being complimented is still such a nice, flustering thing. He really does feel beautiful when Song Lan looks at him and touches him.
"A-Ah... A-Lan..." he breathes, spreading his legs when he feels his lover's fingers there. His hole is still stretched, slick with oil and Song Lan's previous release, which is slowly leaking out of him.
"Mmm... no, I like feeling you." He shivers when his spine is kissed, chuckling softly as he wiggles out of the bra. Now all that remains are the stockings clinging to his legs.
"I like feeling you too." Zichen notices the shiver and nibbles on the back of Xue Yang's neck, "I've almost got you undressed." he smirks and smooths oil over his arousal, pressing himself against Xue Yang.
Xue Yang grins. "Mmm, you do! Was that your plan all along?" he teases.
He bites his lip in anticipation when he feels Song Lan's cock against him. He spreads his legs a little wider and presses himself back against it, his body eager to accept him inside again.
"Mm no. I wanted to understand you first and foremost." Zichen speaks huskily, "But then I noticed... You. I'm not sure how many people have seen you, A-Yang." he enters his lover slowly, carefully, "When you started to rely on me, I knew. I knew this is where I need to be."
Xue Yang blushes. He hadn't expected for his silly tease to get such a serious response, and the nice things Song Lan is saying are frankly uncalled for!
"...A-Lan..." he murmurs, gasping softly as his lover sinks into him, "I love you..."
"I love you too, my A-Yang." Zichen rumbles, moaning against his shoulder, "I won't let anyone from your past hurt you...or use you. You're not alone." he shivers and buries himself in his soon-to-be husband.
Xue Yang lets out a gasping moan, his cock twitching against the mattress as he's entered. "A-Lan, my A-Lan," he moans, rocking himself back on his lover's cock. "We'll be, ah, safe together..." He'll never let anyone hurt Song Lan either. Not even himself.
He knows that. He trusts that. Xue Yang is a new man and Zichen will protect him fiercely. If there ever was a demon in his love, that demon has been exorcised. Now... Now he's just a man with a sweet smile, an adorable laugh and a big heart. Oh and mischief. Xue Yang will always have his mischief.
"Always." he breathes and pulls back before thrusting forward, shuddering, "I love you. You are part of me."
Song Lan has really made Xue Yang want to be better, to do better. He's been so happy these past several months, and he wants nothing more than for that to continue.
"A-Ah! I love you t-too!" Xue Yang cries out, immediately rocking himself back onto his lover's cock, hard enough to make his ass jiggle. "Fuck, you feel so good!"
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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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"Ah..." he groans and his cock twitches between his legs, stiffening, "I can't believe you're talking me into it."
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"A-Yang, will you let me see your back? I don't give that side of you enough attention."
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He smiles and rolls over onto his stomach, wiggling his ass and hips. His messy hair falls down his shoulders and spills along his back. "Like this?"
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"Imp." he runs his fingers through Xue Yang's hair and gently sweeps it to the side, "Perfect. You're perfect."
Using more oil, he makes sure his lover is still slick, teasing him with his fingers.
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"A-Ah... A-Lan..." he breathes, spreading his legs when he feels his lover's fingers there. His hole is still stretched, slick with oil and Song Lan's previous release, which is slowly leaking out of him.
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"Are you sore at all?" he offers healing energy regardless and kisses a line down his lover's spine, "Mm..." he sneakily unhooks the bra, chuckling.
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He bites his lip in anticipation when he feels Song Lan's cock against him. He spreads his legs a little wider and presses himself back against it, his body eager to accept him inside again.
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"...A-Lan..." he murmurs, gasping softly as his lover sinks into him, "I love you..."
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"Always." he breathes and pulls back before thrusting forward, shuddering, "I love you. You are part of me."
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"A-Ah! I love you t-too!" Xue Yang cries out, immediately rocking himself back onto his lover's cock, hard enough to make his ass jiggle. "Fuck, you feel so good!"
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