He parts his lips and allows Xichen's tongue into his mouth. His eyes
flutter shut and he moans deeply at the intrusion, letting his own tongue
lick tentatively against Xichen's. He breathes hard through his nose and
kicks his legs to propel him toward Xichen, rocking against the hand and
against the solid feel of his tail. he continues to stroke along his
hardness, moving from experimental to a firmer grip as he moves his hand up
and down.
The slide of his own tongue against Wanyin's is equally tentative at first, mindful of his teeth, but when he brushes against one and finds it more rounded than his own he dives in eagerly. That moan sends a thrill through him, and all he can think is that he wants more.
He keeps making quiet gasps into Wanyin's mouth as the human firms up his grip on him, sounds he hadn't even known he could make, and his member grows slick under Wanyin's hand. His fingers scramble to push the fabric of Wanyin's shorts down enough that he can free his cock, mimicking the movements of Wanyin's hand with his own.
"Yes," he says, the word another bitten off gasp. "Yes, A-Cheng, like that."
“Huan-ge,” he pulls away with a gasp, shivering at the feel of his cool
hand moving along his own hardness.
His hips unconsciously buck into the grip. It’s different, smooth, cool,
with the very slightest bit of a catch to have his breath stuttering. Jiang
Cheng’s eyes shut at the sensation as he barely remembers to kick to keep
himself afloat in the water.
“Gege,” he pants, the word slipping out accidentally. He bites his lower
lip to keep from moaning too loudly and attracting attention that neither
of them want.
"Ah," he gasps out softly, a shiver going through him as Wanyin rocks against him and calls him that.
"A-Cheng, you-" He cuts himself off because he has to kiss Wanyin again when he sees him biting his lower lip, tracing his tongue over the place where Wanyin's teeth had just been. "You feel so good."
He's so warm, it feels like he's heating Lan Xichen up every where he touched and beyond, burning through him and building up higher and higher.
"Wrap your legs around me," he directs. "I'll keep us afloat."
He doesn't hesitate to kick whatever's left of his clothes away. Jiang Cheng knows that he is enthralled by this gorgeous, majestic creature. He gasps against his kiss and trusts him, kicking his legs up and hooking them around the sturdy and strong waist.
It pushes them flush against each other and Jiang Cheng gasps before biting his lip again to smother his moan. He presses his forehead against Lan Xichen and presses more kisses to his cold and soothing lips.
"Ge, ge," he pants, repeating the word with each exhale.
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He parts his lips and allows Xichen's tongue into his mouth. His eyes flutter shut and he moans deeply at the intrusion, letting his own tongue lick tentatively against Xichen's. He breathes hard through his nose and kicks his legs to propel him toward Xichen, rocking against the hand and against the solid feel of his tail. he continues to stroke along his hardness, moving from experimental to a firmer grip as he moves his hand up and down.
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He keeps making quiet gasps into Wanyin's mouth as the human firms up his grip on him, sounds he hadn't even known he could make, and his member grows slick under Wanyin's hand. His fingers scramble to push the fabric of Wanyin's shorts down enough that he can free his cock, mimicking the movements of Wanyin's hand with his own.
"Yes," he says, the word another bitten off gasp. "Yes, A-Cheng, like that."
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“Huan-ge,” he pulls away with a gasp, shivering at the feel of his cool hand moving along his own hardness.
His hips unconsciously buck into the grip. It’s different, smooth, cool, with the very slightest bit of a catch to have his breath stuttering. Jiang Cheng’s eyes shut at the sensation as he barely remembers to kick to keep himself afloat in the water.
“Gege,” he pants, the word slipping out accidentally. He bites his lower lip to keep from moaning too loudly and attracting attention that neither of them want.
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"A-Cheng, you-" He cuts himself off because he has to kiss Wanyin again when he sees him biting his lower lip, tracing his tongue over the place where Wanyin's teeth had just been. "You feel so good."
He's so warm, it feels like he's heating Lan Xichen up every where he touched and beyond, burning through him and building up higher and higher.
"Wrap your legs around me," he directs. "I'll keep us afloat."
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It pushes them flush against each other and Jiang Cheng gasps before biting his lip again to smother his moan. He presses his forehead against Lan Xichen and presses more kisses to his cold and soothing lips.
"Ge, ge," he pants, repeating the word with each exhale.