IC CONTACT

[zichen]

Comments

[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.

[bringingdowndisaster]

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.

[zichen]

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.

[bringingdowndisaster]

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?

[bringingdowndisaster]

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.

[zichen]

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.

[bringingdowndisaster]

"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.

[bringingdowndisaster]

That's what it feels like. Fuck, he's already addicted to how this feels, how good it is to have Song Lan inside of him, but most of all - how good it feels to be wanted.

Every thrust makes him moan, his body feeling like it's on fire. "Fuck! Ah, fuck, it feels s-so good," he gasps. He can't for a second control himself. He just needs Song Lan to not stop fucking him.

[zichen]

His hands eventually caress Xue Yang's back and grab onto his ass, his fingers leaving bruises there too. He thrusts up into the other man each time Xue Yang presses down to meet him. Pulling their bodies flush, he kisses his lover again, his cock leaking and twitching from all the stimuli.

[bringingdowndisaster]

Xue Yang groans loudly and digs his fingers into Song Lan's back, leaving scratches from his nails when his ass is grabbed. He can tell he's going to have bruises in several places and he relishes that thought. And he especially likes Song Lan's large hands on his ass... Shuddering, he rocks himself so that he will rub into them too, moaning when he's kissed.

[zichen]

The bruises are a sign of passion; of Song Zichen's inability to resist the man who has always raised his ire. Breathing hard, he squeezes the soft cheeks under his palms and moans at the tight muscles underneath. He presses his lips against Xue Yang's shoulder to quiet himself and also because...

He needs to be close. The sounds he makes in his throat are as close as he can get to saying the other man's name.

[bringingdowndisaster]

Xue Yang shudders and slides his fingers into Song Lan's hair, tugging him closer. He too feels that need. Skin on skin, as close as two people can get... His cock rubs up against Song Lan's stomach, hard and dripping and a little red at the tip.

"Fuck, Song Lan," he breathes, moving a little slower, but taking his lover's cock just as deeply.

[zichen]

Being held as he is without a hint of revulsion makes him ravenous for more. He whimpers and groans, adopting the slower pace as Xue Yang dictates. One of his hands slides into Xue Yang's hair too, caressing his scalp as he presses hot kisses to his throat and chest.

[bringingdowndisaster]

Fuck, he doesn't want this to end. It's so good to not have to think, to just get caught up in the physical. That is part of why he's slowed down a little, to make it last longer. It's difficult though, when he feels so hungry for Song Lan.

"Nnn..." he whines, leaning into the hand in his hair as he rocks, his insides embracing that cock every time. His cock smears precome onto Song Lan's stomach as he moves. He's so damn close, but still trying to hold on.

[zichen]

He is making it last. Zichen realizes, kissing his way up to Xue Yang's ear and sucking on the lobe. The whining makes him feel crazy...crazier...and he gives up on his self-control. What good had it done him anyway?

"Mmm!" he growls and pounds into the other man, the water sloshing around them. Rebellion feels amazing and Zichen gives into it fully, rubbing himself against Xue Yang's cock in the process.

And then he climaxes again, crying out.

[bringingdowndisaster]

A whine leaves Xue Yang when his earlobe is sucked at. Everything Song Lan does seems to drive him wild.

"Ah! Fuck!" Xue Yang cries out, holding on tight to his lover when he starts to pound into him. "Song Lan!" He can't possibly hold on for much longer at this rate. He digs his nails hard into the other man's back as he comes between them, so hard he feels dizzy and almost immediately collapses against Song Lan's chest.

[zichen]

He knows the feeling! Zichen continues to move his hips until Xue Yang explodes against him. Then he falls back against the edge of the tub, gasping. On instinct, he curls his arms around Xue Yang, keeping him from slipping under the water.

Keeping them from both slipping under the water, actually. But just barely. His muscles are all slack.

[bringingdowndisaster]

A giggle bursts from Xue Yang's lips when they both slip down a little in the tub. He can only cling onto Song Lan. "S-Shit." He puts his head on Song Lan's shoulder, feeling like he could easily fall asleep there. He feels completely relaxed, boneless almost, and his eyes close.

[zichen]

Pressing a finger to Xue Yang's lips, Zichen narrows his eyes. Language. Then he kicks open the drain to let the water out. But soon he sees to the tub being filled with fresh, clean water.

Grabbing a cloth and soap, he sees to cleaning Xue Yang first.

He starts with his hair and his face.

[bringingdowndisaster]

Xue Yang lets out a soft noise and cuddles into Song Lan's neck when he's being cleaned. It feels nice... to be taken care of. Kind of like when Xiao Xingchen had cared for his injuries... No, he's not going to think about him now. He doesn't want to fucking cry again. So he holds onto Song Lan and tries to just focus on the comfort in being cared for.

[zichen]

All evidence of last night's sobbing is wiped away with soap and water. Then Zichen cleans Xue Yang's hair, noticing how soft and beautiful the long strands are under his fingers. When the other man isn't being a demon, he really is...charming. In his own way.

After rinsing the black strands clean, he scrubs the other man's back and chest, taking his time to do a thorough job.

[bringingdowndisaster]

"Mmm..." Xue Yang half-dozes a little against Song Lan's chest as he's cleaned off. It's relaxing... and relaxation is something he sorely needs. He absentmindedly runs his fingers along Song Lan's chest until he finds the scar that Shuanghua had left and gently touches it. He has his own scar from Shuanghua on his stomach, as well as a couple from Fuxue (and Bichen). He's kept them all.

[zichen]

Zichen can move Xue Yang easily, supporting him as he cleans him up. Then he sees to himself, long practiced in bathing quickly. There isn't always hot water in their time, after all, and he isn't the sort of man who would be pleased to be found nude.

With his hair wet, but scrubbed, and his body much the same, Zichen gathers Xue Yang back into his arms and against his chest. He tilts his head when the scar is touched and he finds the ones that match on Xue Yang.