zichen | IC Contact [Part II]

[ Xue Yang shudders and squeezes his thighs a little tighter around Song Lan's cock to make it feel even better. ]

Mmm... you too. I love your cock...

Nnm...! [Zichen rocks his hips more insistently, clinging to Xue Yang, losing himself in...them. Their bond.]

What about mmm the rest of me?

[ Xue Yang laughs breathily and leans up to nip and kiss at Song Lan's ear. ] I love, ah, all of you. Your cock just happens to be one of my favorite parts... [ He grins playfully and nibbles at his husband's earlobe. ]

[After tasting his A-Yang and seeing him come, he can't possibly hold on. The nip sends a shock through him and he arches his back, thrusting desperately.]

A... A-Yang...! [He comes hard, digging his nails into Xue Yang's back.]

[ Xue Yang gasps, his own cock giving an interested twitch as Song Lan comes between his thighs. The feeling is... really quite sexy. ]

F-Fuck, that's it... A-Lan, come for me.

[Zichen bucks against those wonderful thighs, shuddering as he feels himself soften. Lifting his head, he kisses his husband with a soft moan.]

Mmm we should ah swim...a little.

[ Xue Yang giggles and slips his hands into Song Lan's hair, kissing him back. ]

Mmm... are you sure that's what you want to do right now? [ He teases huskily. ]

We need to swim to the shallow end anyway to get out. [Zichen backs up playfully, eyes sparkling.] Shall we race?

[ Xue Yang grins, eyes sparkling. ]

And what does the winner get?

The winner chooses our position. [Zichen tugs his trunks back into place, smirking.]

Deal. [ Xue Yang mirrors that smirk and tugs his own trunks back on. ]

Alright. Go! [ With that, he starts swimming. ]

[Zichen gives Xue Yang a head start and chooses not to use his heightened physical power. But he does give his lover good competition and when at last he rises out of the pool on the other side, he grabs towels for them.]

You have gotten stronger.

[ Xue Yang is a decent swimmer and he uses his strength to swim as fast as he can. He laughs a little when his husband catches up. ]

I think you let me win!

Why would I do that? [Zichen wraps Xue Yang in a towel.] My pride wouldn't survive it.

[ Xue Yang giggles and slips his arms around Song Lan's neck and kisses him. ]

Maybe because you like me? [ He teases. ]

[Zichen meets the kiss with a content hum, drying his mischievous husband off at the same time.]

I more than like you, silly man.

[He changes back into his trousers and a thin robe.]

[ Xue Yang lets out another little laugh and snuggles happily against his husband when he's dried off. Then he follows Song Lan's example and gets dressed as well. He stays close though and once dressed, he grabs Song Lan's hand. ]

Are you ready to go?

[Wrapping an arm around Xue Yang's waist, Zichen leads them out. He is...eager.]

I need to swim with you more often.

[He is more than ready~]

[ Xue Yang grins and wraps his own arm around his husband's back as they start to walk back to their cabin. ]

You do! It was fun~

It was. [Zichen presses a kiss to Xue Yang's temple as they walk.] Thank you for joining me, love.

[ Xue Yang beams under the kiss. ] Mhm! I always want to spend time with you, so... [ He's so disgustingly in love! ]

I know the feeling. [Zichen keeps Xue Yang tucked safely against his side, his attention half on their surroundings and anyone they might pass by.] I will keep you safe.

I'll keep you safe too! [ Xue Yang, on the other hand, pays absolutely no mind to their surroundings and just keeps himself snuggled up to his husband's side. ]

I believe you. [He opens their cabin door and leads Xue Yang inside. Muyang is standing on top of the snake terrarium, tail swishing. This is fun~]

Muyang, you naughty boy.

[ Xue Yang laughs at the sight of their misbehaving cat. He approaches and gently picks Muyang up. ]

Hey, hey. No bullying the snake.

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