[ What a miracle it is, to be able to see this for himself, the wonder of Xie Lian overcome by good, by pleasure, by the freedom of accepting what he wants to without any restrictions. Hua Cheng knows it'll be short-lived, he can feel the hold of panic getting closer and closer. It's his own fault, he's the one who pushed Xie Lian so far, he would gladly take any punishment for it onto himself only, but he knows his torture will be quietly observing as his master hurts himself with guilt and shame. And that always makes Hua Cheng's heart bleed more than any sort of pain he could endure.
For now, though, for now he can admire as pleasure wrecks his beautiful frame, he can feel the wave of it crashing against himself and his own body absorbing it, to the point that Hua Cheng reaches his own climax barely realizing it. There's a broken, husky noise spilt into the other's mouth, his body tightening and his underpants getting stained, and yet he only registers it in the back of his mind, with how busy observing the love of his life he is.
He peppers kisses all over the side of his face and onto that seductive neck bared all for him, and he laps softly like a cat at the holy beads of sweats. He kisses the outline of the bite mark he'd left, gentle enough to just make it tingle, before he looks up back at Xie Lian. His expression has never been so adoring, wholly sweet, the only one he sees in the whole world, his red lips curved into the softest smile. ]
You've done everything for me already. [ He whispers on his cheek, a little hoarse, sealing it with a peck. I'll take care of it, gege, he promises quietly, shifting even if their connection nearly cries at their bodies not being pressed together anymore. He gently tugs off the other's underpants, ever so light as he wipes him clean with the soft fabric before covering him with the sheets. He then gets off the bed for a moment to undress himself too, red and white fabric meeting on the floor. By the time Xie Lian is up again, those robes will be clean and dry again, hanging each in its own spot, as if nothing ever happened.
Hua Cheng slips into bed naked, cradling Xie Lian in his arms with the sheets in between. He caresses his hair and kisses his forehead and temples, trying to keep away those feelings of guilt that are burning at the edges. Large hands rub at his trembling frame, soothe muscles and soul as he holds him so close. Let it go, gege. Let it all go., he suggests softly, feeling the way he's trying to hold onto his magic, as well as his struggle against the onslaught of feelings. Only think of my kisses, he jokes with a smile that bleeds even into the lilt of his thoughts, while he presses soft kisses all over the other's beautiful features, the corners of his eyes, his damp eyelashes, he licks at his swollen lips that still taste of blood. If only he could make him forget about everything else.
Forget about the world today, it's just us. Gege and I., what else could one need with their love in his arms? Hua Cheng smiles bright, rubbing that cocoon in his embrace and kissing the most beautiful man in the world. He doesn't say it and yet as always, his side of the bond screams it no matter Hua Cheng trying to smother it: I love you I love you I love you.]
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For now, though, for now he can admire as pleasure wrecks his beautiful frame, he can feel the wave of it crashing against himself and his own body absorbing it, to the point that Hua Cheng reaches his own climax barely realizing it. There's a broken, husky noise spilt into the other's mouth, his body tightening and his underpants getting stained, and yet he only registers it in the back of his mind, with how busy observing the love of his life he is.
He peppers kisses all over the side of his face and onto that seductive neck bared all for him, and he laps softly like a cat at the holy beads of sweats. He kisses the outline of the bite mark he'd left, gentle enough to just make it tingle, before he looks up back at Xie Lian. His expression has never been so adoring, wholly sweet, the only one he sees in the whole world, his red lips curved into the softest smile. ]
You've done everything for me already. [ He whispers on his cheek, a little hoarse, sealing it with a peck. I'll take care of it, gege, he promises quietly, shifting even if their connection nearly cries at their bodies not being pressed together anymore. He gently tugs off the other's underpants, ever so light as he wipes him clean with the soft fabric before covering him with the sheets. He then gets off the bed for a moment to undress himself too, red and white fabric meeting on the floor. By the time Xie Lian is up again, those robes will be clean and dry again, hanging each in its own spot, as if nothing ever happened.
Hua Cheng slips into bed naked, cradling Xie Lian in his arms with the sheets in between. He caresses his hair and kisses his forehead and temples, trying to keep away those feelings of guilt that are burning at the edges. Large hands rub at his trembling frame, soothe muscles and soul as he holds him so close. Let it go, gege. Let it all go., he suggests softly, feeling the way he's trying to hold onto his magic, as well as his struggle against the onslaught of feelings. Only think of my kisses, he jokes with a smile that bleeds even into the lilt of his thoughts, while he presses soft kisses all over the other's beautiful features, the corners of his eyes, his damp eyelashes, he licks at his swollen lips that still taste of blood. If only he could make him forget about everything else.
Forget about the world today, it's just us. Gege and I., what else could one need with their love in his arms? Hua Cheng smiles bright, rubbing that cocoon in his embrace and kissing the most beautiful man in the world. He doesn't say it and yet as always, his side of the bond screams it no matter Hua Cheng trying to smother it: I love you I love you I love you.]