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» Age: 21
» Species: Human
» A5 Card: Open
» Seeking: Anyone who seeks company.
» Preferences: Nothing in particular. I'm certain that you are all very lovely.
» Interests: cultivation, helping around the Unclean Realm, and spending time with friends around the area. There's so much to see and do!
» Bio: My life would not be of interest to most, but I'd be happy to listen to your story.

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Xiao Xingchen

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[Xiao Xingchen can only endure his the laughter as he walks closer. Placing a finger under the other man's chin, he gently tilts it up as he leans over the box of pastries between them and catches the other man's lips with feather-light kiss.

It only lingers for a moment before he pulls back, laughing softly.]

I suppose you're the one who truly tastes sweet.

[If there's something he's grateful for about this world, it's that he can spoil his friend in all kinds of new ways.]

[ Xue Yang goes quiet for a moment, dumbstruck, but then something twists inside him. It's sharp, and tight, and he doesn't like the feeling of it but it feels a lot like what he felt as he caught Xiao Xingchen in his arms and carried him to bed after releasing him from the cage.

He laughs again, unable to suppress the edge it has, because if he doesn't laugh then the only other way he knows how to handle this feeling is through violence.

Isn't it great? Isn't it hilarious? The great Xiao Xingchen being this affectionate towards Xue Yang of all people. He ducks his head to obscure his expression for a moment, not trusting himself not to grin a little too widely, clutching the box a little too tightly in his arms. ]

Daozhang.

[ His voice is heavy, and he suddenly reaches out, grabs Xiao Xingchen's robe, pulls the two of them close together, and shoves his face against Xiao Xingchen's neck. He's still making a dangerous expression, and he knows it. ]

Let's do it. Right now.

[ Xue Yang needs to get this energy out before he stabs someone. ]

[The strange sort of tone in the laugh takes Xiao Xingchen aback for a moment-- should he give up on trying to talk in this "charming" kind of way? He didn't realize it might be received like this, causing a flicker of shame in him.

But before he can say any more, his friend has jerked him forward and burrowed against his neck.

He blinks with wide eyes at his friend's words.]

H-Here?

[Looking up, his gaze falls onto the kitchen counter besides them. It is a flat surface they can use. Both of them have already experienced much stranger places to have sex, so... while this all still feels a bit strange, he nudges the other man towards it.]

If I had known words like that would have such an effect [a quick, nervous laugh] I might have used them earlier.

[Though he's off-balance enough that his strange feeling hasn't gone away, he's certainly not against this proposition.]

Yeah, here.

[ He presses an open-mouthed kiss to Xiao Xinghen's neck, then nibbles, as the two of them move to the counter. Xue Yang is doing everything he can not to lash out, to keep himself contained. Is it because there isn't enough aphrodisiac in his system after dying and coming back? Or is it really just because of what Xiao Xingchen said and did?

It's not something he can dwell on right now. He pries the box of pastries, now more visibly crushed, out from between them and hastily leaves it on the counter out of the way so he can press in even closer. He rolls his hips against Xiao Xingchen and gives a half-moan at the pressure on his erection.

He doesn't know how he's going to handle getting fucked by Xiao Xingchen when he's still grinning a murderer's grin, but he'll figure something out.

Xue Yang's next nip is a little harsher than he normally allows himself to do to Xiao Xingchen. ]

[The harsh teeth on his neck elicits a surprised gasp-- has something gotten into his friend? Perhaps he's more excited than usual? Whatever the reason is, he pushes the strange feeling aside, his misgivings melting away as their hips meet and his own cock quickly starts to respond in turn.

He pulls at the other man's belt, loosening it and quickly pulling the layers open. Only after a brief moment to think does he take the man by his hips to turn him around, pressing him against the counter.]

[In a low voice:] Place your hands on that.

[After all, he did recently find how it felt to be fucked from behind, bent at the waist-- he understands how it's done.]

[ When Xiao Xingchen directs Xue Yang to turn around, he takes the opportunity as a chance to keep his expression hidden. He ducks his head again as he turns, and then it's easy enough like this. All he needs to do is brace himself.

He doesn't miss how this is imitating the way he fucked Xiao Xingchen in the cage, and the thought fills him with glee. It means that no one else had fucked Xiao Xingchen quite this way before. It's clear evidence that Xue Yang is teaching him new things, even now. ]

Like this, daozhang? [ He presses his hips back in eagerness. ] I wonder if I could take you without any preparation at all. [ Xue Yang certainly feels excited enough to try. ]

[Xiao Xingchen brushes his friend's hair over one shoulder, placing a soft kiss at the base of his neck.]

I won't risk hurting you.

[Even if he's already so hard, that thought keeps him in check-- especially after what he's learned just before this. From his sleeve, he takes out the lube that he keeps on hand all the time now. He even takes a moment to warm it between his fingers.

The importance of doing this properly outweighs any embarrassment of the expectation that comes with holding onto this. Even if his words are gentle, he also won't compromise about this here.]

[ It makes Xue Yang press his nails into the countertop just to feel pressure. Nine fingers, because even though it looks like his left pinky is there, he doesn't actually feel anything from it when he focuses on it enough to notice.

Of course Xiao Xingchen wouldn't want to hurt him. That's how he is, right? ]

Then daozhang, please be quick.

[ He even said please, a hint in his voice almost like begging as he pushes his hips out for Xiao Xingchen. ]

[With one hand reaching around and slipping underneath the loose robes, Xiao Xingchen brushes his thumb against the other man's nipple, peppering light kisses along his neck. Though he glances up, he can't see anything of his friend's expression from this angle.

Just a moment ago, Xiao Xingchen felt a casual, pleasant atmosphere between the two of them-- in the blink of an eye, they were like this once more. Had he misread something? Is there something about his death that's affected him more than even he'd like to admit, despite how casual he's acted about it? Though his friend never appeared to let anything trouble him before...

He still acquiesces to his friend's wish, slipping his slicked fingers between them, pressing at the entrance before slipping one inside. In that voice he hears a desperation unlike anything he's heard from him before, and it catches him between worry and some other strange feeling. Xiao Xingchen doesn't want to think too much of his own reaction and the twitch in his cock, but perhaps it's the feeling of being wanted-- no, needed. As selfish as the thought is, even if he knows he shouldn't want anyone to need him, that can be sweeter than any candy.]

Alright.

[As soon as he's sure about the first finger, the second one joins it, pushing against the walls to stretch them some more.]

[ The touch of his nipple and the light kisses get soft gasps and murmurs, but it's nothing like the reaction to Xiao Xingchen pressing into him. The moan that Xue Yang gives is unrestrained and completely shameless, and the moment those fingers are inside of him he pushes himself back and sinks down around them. He doesn't even bother to wait the couple seconds to adjust before he starts to shift his hips, and soon he's all but fucking himself on Xiao Xingchen's fingers.

It's at least something, movement to start getting his inexplicable surge of aggressive energy out of his system. ]

Daozhang...

[ Somehow, he needs to hold himself together until this urge passes. He just came back to life; he doesn't need Xiao Xingchen to watch him stab someone already. ]

[Xiao Xingchen swallows hard-- the way his friend acts appears as though he'd been deprived and needing this during all of the time the Augur spent bringing him back to life. Was he given an aphrodisiac? It couldn't have been in the pastries or the tea, but it'd also make no sense to start later.

Though he doesn't care to think that deeply about it now.

With more urgency, the third finger joins the other two, the combination of his friend's need and the many days they've spent together making him feel loose enough to take him without much more effort.

He pulls out his fingers and takes his own cock in hand, coating it with the same lube. Hopefully it's enough, as he lines himself up and presses inside, a low moan by the man's ear once he's seated inside and wrapped in that familiar heat. A faint thought passes through his mind, wondering why it feels so much longer than it really has been since he last felt this...]

[ That moan is matched and then some by Xue Yang in return. He certainly shows no sign of distress from the hasty preparation, even if his ass is a little tighter than it normally is at this point. Instead he gives a deep shudder at the different angle, and the way it puts different pressure on his insides. This really does seem like a good angle after all. ]

Fuck--daozhang--

[ He thinks about asking to be bit, to be scratched, to be fucked so hard it makes him sore, but Xiao Xingchen isn't someone he can go to if he wants to feel things like that. No, it's just the fucking itself that he can use for this. So he tightens up a little and gives a sharp thrust back against Xiao Xingchen, which pulls a sharp groan from his throat. ]

[Any budding fear of having hurt his friend melts away the moment he pushes back, the sensation overwhelming him and almost letting his weight bear down on the other man. After such a hasty preparation, this feels tighter than anything he's felt around him before, maybe even more than the first time that they had sex-- and he knows that that's not what he should only care about after being more reckless than usual, but it's just so good...

His hands come up to the man's hips and grip them, a little tighter than he would allow himself to do any other time. Lifting them up - almost enough so he'd have to balance on his toes - he starts to move, rocking into the man at a steady rhythm that he doesn't need long to find.

They've already had sex so much that there's no need to be slow and experimental, no need to try to find his way when he knows it well.]

[ Immediately Xiao Xingchen picks a good pace, and Xue Yang responds in kind. He's more than willing to go up on his toes, bracing himself against the countertop to let Xiao Xingchen get the best angle.

And it's a very good angle. Each thrust stimulates Xue Yang's prostate and gives him an enjoyable wave of pressure, and he rewards Xiao Xingchen with a moan each time. It's enough to distract him from whatever sudden urge it was that had him demanding sex in the first place, and the way that he's slightly too tight and Xiao Xingchen is squeezing slightly more than usual laces it with just enough pain to be good.

They should fuck like this more often. ]

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