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[zichen]

Zichen lets out a sound dangerously close to a laugh. He glances at Xue Yang with a softer, milder expression.

"Don't tell me you have slept with corpses."

Please.

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Xue Yang snorts in amusement and nudges him. "You're the first."

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"Thank goodness." Zichen sighs and presses a rough kiss against Xue Yang's temple, "Keep it that way."

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"Why? Would you be jealous?" Xue Yang can't resist teasing as he puts a hand on Song Lan's thigh.

[zichen]

"Disgusting." Zichen makes a face and grips Xue Yang's chin, "I might be almost a corpse, but I'm clean."

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Xue Yang laughs, a shiver rushing down his spine when his chin is gripped. "Mmm. Well, you're a little messy now." He gives a pointed look down between Song Lan's legs.

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"I blame you." Zichen pulls Xue Yang's attention away from his...mess...and kisses him hard, sucking and biting his lower lip. Then he shudders and adds:

"We both need a bath."

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"Mm, I take full respon-" is all Xue Yang manages to say before he's kissed so hungrily. Fuck. He squeezes Song Lan's thigh, groaning into the kiss. When it's broken he's breathing heavily and gives the other man a hazy look. "You can't kiss me like that if you're not planning on fucking me again."

[zichen]

Groaning, Zichen quickly decides he likes the look Xue Yang is giving him. Far too much! He presses his thighs together and retorts, typing with a small frown.

"Who agreed to those rules? I didn't."

He manages to stand, stiffly, and looks for his robe.

"You might like bathing with me."

Okay so that part is a little cheeky. And flirtatious.

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Xue Yang grins as he watches Song Lan move. "You should. It's a good rule."

He raises an eyebrow and smirks a little. "Alright. Let's see about that." He grabs his own robe and puts it back on, but doesn't bother with anything else. He doesn't care who might see them.

[zichen]

He has to be careful with this or he risks becoming addicted. And with Xue Yang so damn eager...

Zichen pulls on his robe and ties it around his waist. Then, barefoot, he walks to the door and leads the way to the nearest bathing room. Once there, he closes the door firmly behind them.

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Xue Yang won't complain if this becomes a regular thing...

As soon as they're in the bathroom, he tugs Song Lan's robe open again and leans up to kiss him, holding onto his robe as he does.

[zichen]

Zichen can't say anything for sure except... He wants Xue Yang. With the door closed against any interruptions, he sinks into the kiss and helps Xue Yang, quickly, out of his robe. Then he picks him up and sets him on a counter.

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Xue Yang easily melts into the kiss, sliding his arms around Song Lan's neck when he's picked up. He had sometimes made Song Lan carry him back then, when he didn't feel like walking, but this... this feels different. Better.

[zichen]

Zichen rubs his hands over Xue Yang's body - almost possessively - before inhaling shakily. Right. A bath. He turns away to start filling a tub with hot water.

...then he promptly returns to kissing Xue Yang.

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Fuck, being so wanted is... it's addictive. Those possessive hands on his body has him squirming and pressing into the touches. He forgets all about the bath too, especially when Song Lan starts kissing him again. He knots his legs around him, holding him in place as he moans into his mouth.

[zichen]

It is. Zichen drags his lips away from Xue Yang's mouth and kisses along his jawline, his hands gripping his hips. The legs wrapping around him actually make him feel hot and he bites into Xue Yang's neck, sucking on the skin with a growl.

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Xue Yang moans and grinds himself against Song Lan, letting their cocks rub up against one another. His nails scratch down the other man's back as he whines needily, head tilted for more of those bites and sucks.

It feels like he's being devoured and it's amazing.

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Zichen isn't quite that kind of corpse, Xue Yang. Thankfully. He keeps his bites from piercing the skin, but oh they make marks. Right over the bruises his fingers had made earlier.

Then, without warning, Zichen picks Xue Yang up and carries him into the tub with him. He turns off the water and settles with the other man on his lap.

Of course the communicator can't come with them, so he speaks with his body, reaching between Xue Yang's legs to stretch him again.

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Marks that Xue Yang will wear proudly!

He groans when he's lifted again, keeping his limbs wrapped around Song Lan as he starts to kiss, suck and bite at his throat. He should be just as marked up!

He lifts himself a little to give Song Lan better access, moaning right into his ear when those fingers slip inside of him again. He's still slick from oil and Song Lan's release, so it's not difficult for them to fit.

[zichen]

A small smile follows his discovery. Ah, Xue Yang is still slick for him - and stretched too! Zichen groans deeply at the attention to his throat, tipping his head back. It's a sign of trust if nothing else.

"Nn..." he carefully maneuvers himself, pressing the head of his cock to Xue Yang's entrance. Is he ready for him?

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Yes! Xue Yang gasps and lets himself slide down on Song Lan's cock, his body eager to welcome him back inside. "S-Song...ah, fuck," he moans. Somehow it's more intense like this, and he's oversensitive from the first round which just adds to it.

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Zichen thrusts upward, burying himself in Xue Yang. Ah. He holds onto the other man tightly, trembling at the rush of bliss. Xue Yang has brought him unspeakable agony and breathtaking pleasure.

He rocks against his lover, getting them both accustomed to the slide of tender skin.

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"Ah!" Xue Yang moans loudly as the thrust hits just right. He clings to him, ass clenching down around Song Lan's thick cock. "F-Fuck, right there!" He moves to meet with Song Lan, finding a good rhythm for their bodies to move in.

[zichen]

Zichen swallows hard and stares at Xue Yang, captivated by the sight of him moving on his cock. It's like... The other man needs him so badly that he can't...stop himself.

Moaning lowly, he grabs onto Xue Yang's waist and thrusts up to meet him, driving himself against his prostate without mercy. Maybe he can't stop himself either.