[ Xue Yang giggles breathlessly. ] P-Probably not, but... I, ah, I don't care. [ He's already hard in his swim trunks, and getting more so when his ass is grabbed. ]
[Zichen spins them and presses Xue Yang against the pool wall. He sinks into the kiss, sucking on his husband's lips and tongue. Working a thigh between Xue Yang's thighs, he grinds against him too.]
[ Xue Yang grins heatedly and rides down on Song Lan's thigh. ]
I won't. Even when we're, when we're old and grey, I'll still want to jump you. [ He laughs warmly and moans, fingers burying deeper into his husband's hair. He's leaking over his hand, which makes him whine softly. ]
[Zichen rocks their bodies together, rubbing and sliding, his breath catching.]
I'll catch you so you won't hurt mmm your hip~ [He presses his lips to Xue Yang's ear, stroking him quicker.] I will love you as long as there is anything left of me. You are mine.
[ Xue Yang slips his hands down to feel Song Lan up through his trunks. He strokes him through the fabric, breath hitching as he feels just how hard his husband is. He'll never tire of the feeling, or knowing that he can have this effect on him. Groaning, he presses their erections together and grinds. ]
We don't have any oil or I would make you mine right here. [Zichen announces and then, grinning, lifts Xue Yang completely out of the pool and seats him on the edge of the wall. Tugging down his husband's trunks, he makes quick work of sucking on the very tip of Xue Yang's cock.]
[ Xue Yang groans, pleasure surging sharply through him. ]
W-When we get back--ah! [ He gasps loudly as he's lifted and then suddenly has Song Lan's mouth around his cock. He whines and digs his fingers back into his hair, needily rocking his hips. ]
Mm. [He agrees and sucks down Xue Yang's shaft, taking him in deeper. What heat he has, he shares with his husband. He loves him and bringing him pleasure just works him up too. But he can wait; they might need to be inventive on how they hide his erection.]
[ Xue Yang's eyes slide shut and his legs spread as he's sucked down. Moaning throatily he bucks into Song Lan's hot mouth and comes hard. He moans even louder, his voice echoing in the pool area. ]
A-Ah... [ Shuddering, he combs his fingers through Song Lan's hair. ]
[He sucks harder as he senses Xue Yang approaching his climax. The moan is beautiful and he swallows quickly, taking every bit his husband has to give him. Then he pulls back and gently kisses Xue Yang's bellybutton.]
[ Xue Yang grins. He's definitely proud to have such a strong effect on his husband. ]
My poor A-Lan... [ He coos as he slips his hands down into the water so that he can sneak them into his husband's swim trunks to grab his cock again. ] You're so hard...
[ Xue Yang strokes him from base to tip, admiring that thick cock with his hands. ]
I love you too... [ He then has an idea. He moves up so that he can get Song Lan's cock between his thighs and lightly squeezes them around it. ] Here... ah, fuck between my thighs.
[Zichen whimpers and gasps, staring down at what Xue Yang intends to do for him. He does love his husband's strong thighs.]
Hold onto me.
[Or he might accidentally push him away with his thrusts! Zichen kisses Xue Yang's shoulder and rubs himself against his lover's inner thighs, moaning.]
[ Xue Yang does as he's asked and wraps his arms around Song Lan's neck, clinging onto him as he starts to move. He shudders as that thick cock rubs up against his balls as it moves in the space between his thighs. ]
[Zichen nuzzles his face against Xue Yang's neck, nipping at random. Shivers of pleasure race over his skin and he groans. The water gives him all the lubrication he needs.]
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You're soft and hard at the same time.
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Mnn, always for you... [ His cock twitches hard and he moans. ]
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I missed you too.
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We, ah, we saw each other this morning. [ Not that he doesn't wish he could be with Song Lan all the time... ]
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Is that enough for you, A-Yang? You ran here pretty fast. [He chuckles and kisses the very edge of his husband's lips, teasing him.]
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Nnn... no... never enough. Can't, ah, get enough of y-you. [ He digs his fingers into his husband's hair and drags him into a hard, deep kiss. ]
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I'd rather...you didn't.
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I won't. Even when we're, when we're old and grey, I'll still want to jump you. [ He laughs warmly and moans, fingers burying deeper into his husband's hair. He's leaking over his hand, which makes him whine softly. ]
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I'll catch you so you won't hurt mmm your hip~ [He presses his lips to Xue Yang's ear, stroking him quicker.] I will love you as long as there is anything left of me. You are mine.
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Mmmn, yes, fuck, I'm yours...
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W-When we get back--ah! [ He gasps loudly as he's lifted and then suddenly has Song Lan's mouth around his cock. He whines and digs his fingers back into his hair, needily rocking his hips. ]
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A-Ah... [ Shuddering, he combs his fingers through Song Lan's hair. ]
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Better?
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Mmm... yes. [ He grins and kisses him lazily. ] But my husband needs to be taken care of too, doesn't he?
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I thought I could hold on until we get back, but... [He shakes his head, chuckling.] You're too much for me to handle.
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My poor A-Lan... [ He coos as he slips his hands down into the water so that he can sneak them into his husband's swim trunks to grab his cock again. ] You're so hard...
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I'm with you. [His voice stutters and his cock throbs.] I love you. You're beautiful when you're happy.
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I love you too... [ He then has an idea. He moves up so that he can get Song Lan's cock between his thighs and lightly squeezes them around it. ] Here... ah, fuck between my thighs.
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Hold onto me.
[Or he might accidentally push him away with his thrusts! Zichen kisses Xue Yang's shoulder and rubs himself against his lover's inner thighs, moaning.]
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Mmmn...
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You feel...so good...
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