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[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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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"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.

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There are so many scars on them both. Xue Yang shivers a little when Song Lan touches his and curls up against him. The one from Xiao Xingchen is the scar he treasures the most. When he's gone, that's all he'll have left from him. His eyes sting when he thinks about it, so he tries not to.

[zichen]

It isn't healthy, but Zichen treasures the scar on his shoulder too. Pretty Shuanghua had given it to him; he sees it more as a tattoo or at least a mark Xingchen had left behind. Bending his head, he raises Xue Yang enough so he can kiss the scar on the other man's abdomen.

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Oh. Xue Yang lets out a sharp breath when the scar is kissed, tears immediately filling his eyes. "He stabbed me... as soon as he knew who I was," he murmurs in a broken voice.

[zichen]

Zichen lifts his head and brushes their noses together, frowning sadly. Any tears he sees are kissed away, one by one. Then he gathers Xue Yang close. He knows who is in his arms; who he is kissing.

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He hadn't wanted to cry again, but it's impossible not to when he's cradled so gently and kissed so sweetly. And by Song Lan of all people! It's a little ironic that they've ended up like this, but maybe they were always fated to fall into each other's arms. Two broken men united in their love and grief over a man who is out of their reach now.

He cries into Song Lan's shoulder, his hand laying over Song Lan's scar from Shuanghua. From Xiao Xingchen. But. Also from Xue Yang. He had in many ways made that happen.

[zichen]

Yes, this is strange and it probably makes zero sense to those on the outside. But Xue Yang and Song Zichen have lived in their own bubble for years, hating one another with an intensity that ended in four deaths (Song Zichen's, Xiao Xingchen's, the little girl's and Xue Yang's). Hate can shift into passion, into a deep connection if given the right circumstances.

Grieving has brought them together and Zichen can't help crying too. It hurts to hear Xue Yang's grief, but it hurts even more to know Xiao Xingchen is going far, far away from them.

Using a soft cloth, he wipes at Xue Yang's face again and kisses him softly.

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And there is comfort in that, despite everything else. Song Lan is the only one who understands his grief, the only one who can share in it. The only one who had been by his side all of those years and seen everything.

Deep down, Xue Yang knows that he bears the brunt of the responsibility for all that happened, but there is too much pain in the way for him to be able to accept that. He has barely even started to get through it, which is why it all feels so unfair.

He's still sobbing when Song Lan wipes his face and kisses him, but somehow, the kiss grounds him a little. He puts a hand on Song Lan's cheek and returns the soft pressure.

[zichen]

Zichen lingers, their tears mixing, and then he tips his head back and kisses Xue Yang's forehead. It seems like they are losing everything, but that isn't the truth. The memories - the good memories - they have of Xiao Xingchen remain in their hearts. Furthermore, they have...this. Whatever this is.

He smiles faintly and tests if Xue Yang is ticklish, fluttering his fingers against his sides.

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Whatever this is, indeed.

Xue Yang is taken completely off guard when Song Lan suddenly decides to tickle him! He lets out an embarrassing squeak and immediately tries to squirm away, staring at Song Lan with a look of betrayal on his face. How dare he!

[zichen]

Zichen doesn't look guilty. He made Xue Yang squeak. Smirking, he shrugs his shoulders and then crooks a finger. Come back?