It doesn't seem so long ago when he was traveling from province to province just to chase him. He remembered those months and nights when he was chasing after him, the wanted criminal, seeking to arrest him and put everything to justice.
He knew he slowly was falling from grace, but he's also falling for him, and there are desires and passions that don't want to be denied for much longer.
As he was running through the car carriages, seeking the quiet coach, he's the one being chased and being the prey. In his mind, he's a prey running through the forest and he's going to get devoured. He felt a quiet thrill, a spark of electricity through his body, and an excitement.
He found one of the quiet cars to hide and he leaves the door slightly open. He pulls out his blindfold to wrap around his eyes. His breath is heavy from the run as he sat on the bench and waits for him to get caught.
Xue Yang has a good understanding of time and three minutes is easy enough to count off. Once he does he stands up and starts walking. He takes his time. The anticipation making his heart race but this is his game to play. The longer he makes Xingchen wait, the more the man might question if he will actually find him. The more the anticipation will build.
Xue Yang is silent, like the hunter that desires to get close enough to his pray to see the whites of its eyes as he descends upon it for the kill. He finds the quiet cars and slowly walks through them. When he spots the opened door his fingers fit into the little bit of space and pushes the door open slightly. He sees the man inside, sitting and blindfolded just like he said.
A beautiful sight to be had, like a pure being that Xue Yang has caught with the intention to strip away that purity. He never says a word, letting the man figure out on his own if the correct person has entered the car. The door slides shut and he comes forward until he is right in front of Xingchen.
He reaches down and tips Xingchen's head back so that he can capture his lips with his own.
Xingchen did wait with anticipation. He didn't expect Xue Yang to find him quickly. He wanted him to search for him, chase him, and give him a challenging game especially during a time when the train is traveling through the void and it will be a while before the next mission.
He doesn't question that it's Xue Yang stepping in through the open door and hearing the door shut. He knew he is trapped and captured. The very thought that a dangerous man caught him creates a forbidden feeling in him, and he wonders with fear and terror, and yet in excitement. He is pure and innocent and new to this feeling, and yet stirs an awakening in him.
He's not resisting him as he tips his head back, kissing him, welcoming him, inviting him, and accepting him. He parts his lips open to invite him to explore and taste.
He takes that invitation and lets his tongue dive into that opening. Exploring and tasting the inside of the Xingchen's mouth. Curling around the other tongue as his hands start to work on the ties holding the man's clothing in place.
Xue Yang has waited a long time for this and he feels no need to hesitate any longer. He intends to drink in this entire moment and make it last but first it requires being able to see and appreciate that slim body that is hidden beneath those robes.
He doesn't know how Xingchen wants to do this but the blindfold means the man probably intends to let him be the one in charge of this. Xue Yang isn't afraid to take or receive in these kinds of things. Both have their advantages. But i this instance the desire is definitely to take, wanting to be the one that steals away that purity.
Wearing a hoodie Xingchen helps by removing his outer layers, then the rest of his clothes and strips off the pants and shirt, and setting it aside. He has a slender figure, long limbs, long neck, thin lips, and long black hair cascading down his shoulders. His scar on his neck isn't visible because he uses a foundation powder to mask it over.
It's a matter of figuring things out who is in charge, but the kissing sparks it and he does indeed let Xue Yang take charge to take him. He's fairly innocent and has little idea how to proceed, but as soon as Xingchen is naked and free from his clothes, unraveled like a present, the slim body, his pale skin cool to the touch, and its untouched beauty is beyond his wildest imagination. He shivers because it's cold in the room.
"Xue Yang..." His voice is soft and sweet, clear like water, and yet tender, a light calling him to him. He smiles softly at him. "It's okay. I want you..." Wearing a blindfold, he blindly kisses him, clumsily on his cheek.
Xue Yang hasn't worn his hoodie often since he was able to get better clothing from the spider. He hated the hoodies so was quite pleased when he got the new outfits. Of course one barely made it back since he was killed in it but that still left him with two others. It takes very little effort to remove these clothes. Far more practiced at it as he tosses them aside.
He pushes Xingchen back on the bench. He is quite unprepared considering he hadn't expected this turn of events. But there are alternate ways to get what he needs to continue. He reaches between them and runs his hand along Xingchen's length.
"I've waited a long time to hear that, Daozhang." He practically purrs as he leans over him.
He doesn't resist him at all and he laid back on the bench. To his surprise, it wasn't comfortable as he thinks it is. Maybe he should have brought blankets and pillows. But for now, he doesn't think about it as he felt Xue Yang's weight being pressed against him, and he's beneath the most dangerous man on the train. And giving himself to him entirely like a meal waiting to be devoured, but most importantly...his heart and his trust.
"Mm. Looks like you caught me." His cock is long and thick, and when he touches him, he moans and shivers in response, his body betrays him as to how good it feels and his cock begin to twitch to life.
Even with the blindfold on, he could tell the other man is naked because he reaches out to feel him on his chest. Xue Yang is lean and very well-muscled. He wraps his arms around the man for a hug and kisses him, wanting him to continue, murmuring his name lovingly.
There isn't much they can do about the comfort levels now that they are both naked. Xue Yang doesn't have any intention of going out and getting things that they need now. His hand starts to stroke over Xingchen's length, resting one hand next to the man's head to support himself.
He can feel his own body growing hard just from the sight of Xingchen beneath him. The expression he holds when Xue Yang's hand works over him. He has caught the best prize on the train and there is no one that can tell him otherwise.
With the blindfold on it is just how it was in Yi City. How many times has he envisioned this moment? Never believing it would come true. "Does it feel good, daozhang?"
With them being naked and horny, he disregards the comfort for now, and just letting go and seeking relief. This intimate contact he learns relieves the pent-up energy and stress of sharing the room together on the train.
"Very good." He murmured as he arched his back, and even grinds his hips for the needed friction. "Nnngh...but how about you? Do you want me to relieve you?"
Xingchen's hands are slender, smooth, and large. Definitely wielded his sword shuanghua with deft and skill. His hands wander over his body to map it, feeling the shape of him until he rests on his hips, not going further, seeking permission, teasing him with anticipation to grow hard with his touch.
"Of course. You'll be an interesting study." Xingchen smiles if mysteriously, enjoying teasing him, but he always keeps good on his promises in giving him a treat. He scooped up the sleepy small body of his rabbit in his hands while leaving his books and notebooks behind on his desk. It's his small space of an office, so his things will be left where he needs his inventory to be when he returns.
"Meet me in one of the quiet rooms while I put Lixue back in our cabin where she could rest and nap."
At that, he leaves him to put Lixue in the small makeshift beddings in the cabin room. She'll be fine, and their roommate Raven knows at least when she sees her.
He nods and heads off towards the quiet cars. It's not the most comfortable of places to do the things that they do, but it does a good job. Not that Xue Yang is shy or care about what people might hear. It's more for the protection of Xingchen then for himself.
He finds an empty one and walks inside. He leaves the door open a little so that Xingchen can find him and then lays himself out on the bench. He places his hands behind his head and closes his eyes as he waits.
He comes to the quiet car carriage, and true to his word, he searches for him and finds him waiting. He closes the door to ensure privacy, then nudges him, as he brought a spare pillow and blanket to make a makeshift bed to make it comfortable for the both of them, and a small bottle of lotion for lube on the side.
Looking at him and sitting next to him, trying to relax. He likes sex and likes sex with him a good deal, with intimacy and emotional connection if he could help it.
Trying to find the words, his face heats up to the first thing that came to mind. "It's something I'm always curious about and trying to learn about what you like. But what do you prefer? I think you have greater pleasure if you let me take control." With a tilt of his head, remembering their last session. "Is that what you like?"
He sits up when Xingchen nudges him. He is glad to see the items to make it more comfortable. This being a bit more prepared then their first time in that room. His eyebrow quirks up at the questions and then he laughs. He honestly ca give and receive with equal enjoyment.
"I find it more interesting when you take charge, daozhang." Xingchen is such a soft soul that when he actually becomes more forceful it becomes more exciting. But he isn't opposed to being the one in control.
"But I like it either way. It's more fun to keep changing it up."
It helps to come in and prepare to set the mood. With a nod, his pale cheeks blushing. "Ah, I see. I'm trying to understand..." He is a soft soul, but he does have a gentle determination. "I don't mind changing and switching." He admits, depending on the mood.
"So, if it's fun, do you actually like it and get excited? Does it help you make you feel calm?"
"Sex isn't about feeling calm, daozhang. It usually has the opposite effect." Unless they are doing it wrong. Usually for him it gets everything fired up and fills him with more energy then he had before.
"it's not something to be calm about if you really want to make it good." Passion and fire and excitement. That is what he sees sex being about. It's just like a good fight or battle.
Nothing is wrong, he's more curious than anything, being inexperienced, but he's learning and studying him before initiating. "Really? You seem calm after you're exhausted."
His own passion and fire is more solemn and quieter. Like a steady fire that keeps the hearth of a fireplace warm and doesn't go out, and warms up on a cold day inside the home.
"I don't...I don't seem to be your type in bed." He said quietly, so he felt some doubt when taking charge. "So I was worried if you're happy and satisfied and if it's enough."
He gives a curious head tilt at that comment. Curious as to when he ever gave the impression that he wasn't at all satisfied by their encounters. He certainly didn't have any issues with the times they had had sex. There is very little that Xingchen could do to displease him. Just don't say a certain person's name...
"And what do you think my type is? I've been perfectly content with what we have done together."
If Xue Yang wants to put that to a test, experimenting, then their first night together in their room would be answered.
"You know, sometimes I think it's your wish also for tonight." It has taken Xingchen sometime to learn how to initiate, but he invites him to that test. He loosens his arms around of his embrace, and then gently blows in his ear and nibbles on his earlobe.
He then kisses the side of his neck, gently licks over the pulse on his throat, and bites him, his teeth sinking on his pale skin.
He hums as Xingchen starts to take the initiative. Xue Yang will never turn down these kinds of activities. He feels that pinch of the skin as Xingchen bites down on his neck. He gifts the man with a small groan, closing his eyes as he simply lets the man do what he wants for now.
"I'll never turn you down when you want something, daozhang."
It takes practice to learn what he likes as Xingchen doesn't have much education regarding pleasure in this kind of activity. For a few years, he was trained from a sect that restricts such activities, that self-restraint, meditation, hard manual work, and honor are virtuous.
Hearing that small groan, delivering pleasure and pain, he runs his tongue over the mark he made on his pale skin. "I just want you to be good and behave." He whispered. But he learns pleasuring him every night helps relieve the stress, and that a part of him desires him also. In the beginning, there was a shame, but gradually overtime, he learns he's just as shameless for wanting him.
Quietly he took a few moments to think, then growing bolder, he slowly rolls his nightwear up and over his head to undress him, planting heat kisses on his broad shoulders and back, and then pulls down his pants down his lithe legs and it joins the shirt on the floor.
His hand wanders to play with his nipple, rolling around and pinching the nubs and another hand wanders to roam and tease over his thighs with his caresses and touch until he wraps his hand around his length to slowly stroke him.
Xingchen seems to be quite in a mood today and Xue Yang lives for it. He lets the man do whatever he wants to him, only aiding when necessary to get the clothing off. Helping to at least relieve Xingchen of his own night shirt while the man's mouth and hands are momentarily unoccupied.
But once they are on his body again, Xue Yang relaxes back, watching him as he starts to do things to his body. Moaning as he feels that hand come over his length.
"Mm. It's really good to have the room to ourselves. Now I don't have to worry about someone walking in. And if we get exhausted, we'll end up right here." That means they can sleep naked and wake up, still being in the mess from the night before, and they'll be together on the same bed instead of single bed in the morning the next day.
"You're energetic as well. If only our dual cultivation gives you energy to do chores." He teases him. He continues his kisses, his soft lips exploring the sculpt and dip of his strong muscles along his back, then slowly his lips and tip of his tongue wanders up to the back of his nape and kisses him there. With a soft breath, he pauses to remove the rest of his clothing off and carelessly laid on the floor with the rest of his.
"How do we start tonight? You enjoy receiving, do you? I don't mind. I think I'm learning quickly and actually liking it." He asked, and as for liking it as in, taking control and dominate him softly and lovingly.
As he has his hands wrapped around his length and starts pumping him to warm him up, to start the pleasure and make him swell in hardness. With a bit of maneuvering, he has Xue Yang lay on his back on the bed, so he can start working on his nipples, playing with them, tweaking one with playful pinch and sucking on the other to make them both hard.
"I'll never have the energy to do chores." The last thing he wants to do is clean bathrooms or someone else living space. And he doubts anyone wants him in the kitchen after his last efforts in that room. Of course that was when he was burning his bloody sweatshirt after murdering A-Qing. but that doesn't really mean that he would be good in there anyway. So chores are often skipped and left for hands that are better able to do them.
"Mm...I enjoy everything, daozhang." Xue yang has a wide range of things he likes when it comes to these kinds of activities. Receiving or giving was never really something he paid much attention to. He usually just did whatever he felt at the moment. And a lot of times that depends on who he is with. With Xingchen it can go either way and seems to depend on the mood the man is in.
It's obvious what kind of mood he is in today. He relaxes against the bed as he hums his approval of the attention his body is getting. His length easily hardening beneath that grasp as Xingchen's hand works over him.
"Even if I give you all of my spiritual energy? Even then?" He's teasing him of course, knowing this is so him, and strange enough, he loves him all the more for it. "Someday you ought to try just a little."
"Good. I'm glad you like it." Hearing his soft moans, it's cute of him as he moves his hips and writhes, aching for more of his touch. He shouldn't spoil him with attention, but he likes the adorable expressions he's making as he melts under his touch, warming him up as he strokes his length faster.
He takes a moment to find the bottle of lotion he left on the small table, considering finding good lube is hard on the train and supply is rather limited. "This is going to be rough." He warns. "We don't have much until I order some more from the next platform stop."
He has gotten better at pleasuring him as he spread his legs wider for access and dips his long fingers inside of his hole, into the tight ring of muscles. "Try to relax." He said as he pumps his finger in and out to slick him up.
Xue Yang doesn't need to be told to relax, his body already willing to accept those fingers as he feels them press inside. He groans then gives a little smirk.
"I can handle rough, daozhang." He isn't afraid of things being a little harsher then normal. He isn't afraid of a little pain mixed with pleasure. He adjusts his position as best he can to make it easier for Xingchen to prep him, his hips rocking slightly into that hand that is still working over his length.
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It doesn't seem so long ago when he was traveling from province to province just to chase him. He remembered those months and nights when he was chasing after him, the wanted criminal, seeking to arrest him and put everything to justice.
He knew he slowly was falling from grace, but he's also falling for him, and there are desires and passions that don't want to be denied for much longer.
As he was running through the car carriages, seeking the quiet coach, he's the one being chased and being the prey. In his mind, he's a prey running through the forest and he's going to get devoured. He felt a quiet thrill, a spark of electricity through his body, and an excitement.
He found one of the quiet cars to hide and he leaves the door slightly open. He pulls out his blindfold to wrap around his eyes. His breath is heavy from the run as he sat on the bench and waits for him to get caught.
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Xue Yang is silent, like the hunter that desires to get close enough to his pray to see the whites of its eyes as he descends upon it for the kill. He finds the quiet cars and slowly walks through them. When he spots the opened door his fingers fit into the little bit of space and pushes the door open slightly. He sees the man inside, sitting and blindfolded just like he said.
A beautiful sight to be had, like a pure being that Xue Yang has caught with the intention to strip away that purity. He never says a word, letting the man figure out on his own if the correct person has entered the car. The door slides shut and he comes forward until he is right in front of Xingchen.
He reaches down and tips Xingchen's head back so that he can capture his lips with his own.
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He doesn't question that it's Xue Yang stepping in through the open door and hearing the door shut. He knew he is trapped and captured. The very thought that a dangerous man caught him creates a forbidden feeling in him, and he wonders with fear and terror, and yet in excitement. He is pure and innocent and new to this feeling, and yet stirs an awakening in him.
He's not resisting him as he tips his head back, kissing him, welcoming him, inviting him, and accepting him. He parts his lips open to invite him to explore and taste.
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Xue Yang has waited a long time for this and he feels no need to hesitate any longer. He intends to drink in this entire moment and make it last but first it requires being able to see and appreciate that slim body that is hidden beneath those robes.
He doesn't know how Xingchen wants to do this but the blindfold means the man probably intends to let him be the one in charge of this. Xue Yang isn't afraid to take or receive in these kinds of things. Both have their advantages. But i this instance the desire is definitely to take, wanting to be the one that steals away that purity.
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It's a matter of figuring things out who is in charge, but the kissing sparks it and he does indeed let Xue Yang take charge to take him. He's fairly innocent and has little idea how to proceed, but as soon as Xingchen is naked and free from his clothes, unraveled like a present, the slim body, his pale skin cool to the touch, and its untouched beauty is beyond his wildest imagination. He shivers because it's cold in the room.
"Xue Yang..." His voice is soft and sweet, clear like water, and yet tender, a light calling him to him. He smiles softly at him. "It's okay. I want you..." Wearing a blindfold, he blindly kisses him, clumsily on his cheek.
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He pushes Xingchen back on the bench. He is quite unprepared considering he hadn't expected this turn of events. But there are alternate ways to get what he needs to continue. He reaches between them and runs his hand along Xingchen's length.
"I've waited a long time to hear that, Daozhang." He practically purrs as he leans over him.
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"Mm. Looks like you caught me." His cock is long and thick, and when he touches him, he moans and shivers in response, his body betrays him as to how good it feels and his cock begin to twitch to life.
Even with the blindfold on, he could tell the other man is naked because he reaches out to feel him on his chest. Xue Yang is lean and very well-muscled. He wraps his arms around the man for a hug and kisses him, wanting him to continue, murmuring his name lovingly.
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He can feel his own body growing hard just from the sight of Xingchen beneath him. The expression he holds when Xue Yang's hand works over him. He has caught the best prize on the train and there is no one that can tell him otherwise.
With the blindfold on it is just how it was in Yi City. How many times has he envisioned this moment? Never believing it would come true. "Does it feel good, daozhang?"
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"Very good." He murmured as he arched his back, and even grinds his hips for the needed friction. "Nnngh...but how about you? Do you want me to relieve you?"
Xingchen's hands are slender, smooth, and large. Definitely wielded his sword shuanghua with deft and skill. His hands wander over his body to map it, feeling the shape of him until he rests on his hips, not going further, seeking permission, teasing him with anticipation to grow hard with his touch.
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"Of course. You'll be an interesting study." Xingchen smiles if mysteriously, enjoying teasing him, but he always keeps good on his promises in giving him a treat. He scooped up the sleepy small body of his rabbit in his hands while leaving his books and notebooks behind on his desk. It's his small space of an office, so his things will be left where he needs his inventory to be when he returns.
"Meet me in one of the quiet rooms while I put Lixue back in our cabin where she could rest and nap."
At that, he leaves him to put Lixue in the small makeshift beddings in the cabin room. She'll be fine, and their roommate Raven knows at least when she sees her.
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He finds an empty one and walks inside. He leaves the door open a little so that Xingchen can find him and then lays himself out on the bench. He places his hands behind his head and closes his eyes as he waits.
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Looking at him and sitting next to him, trying to relax. He likes sex and likes sex with him a good deal, with intimacy and emotional connection if he could help it.
Trying to find the words, his face heats up to the first thing that came to mind. "It's something I'm always curious about and trying to learn about what you like. But what do you prefer? I think you have greater pleasure if you let me take control." With a tilt of his head, remembering their last session. "Is that what you like?"
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"I find it more interesting when you take charge, daozhang." Xingchen is such a soft soul that when he actually becomes more forceful it becomes more exciting. But he isn't opposed to being the one in control.
"But I like it either way. It's more fun to keep changing it up."
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"So, if it's fun, do you actually like it and get excited? Does it help you make you feel calm?"
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"it's not something to be calm about if you really want to make it good." Passion and fire and excitement. That is what he sees sex being about. It's just like a good fight or battle.
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His own passion and fire is more solemn and quieter. Like a steady fire that keeps the hearth of a fireplace warm and doesn't go out, and warms up on a cold day inside the home.
"I don't...I don't seem to be your type in bed." He said quietly, so he felt some doubt when taking charge. "So I was worried if you're happy and satisfied and if it's enough."
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"And what do you think my type is? I've been perfectly content with what we have done together."
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If Xue Yang wants to put that to a test, experimenting, then their first night together in their room would be answered.
"You know, sometimes I think it's your wish also for tonight." It has taken Xingchen sometime to learn how to initiate, but he invites him to that test. He loosens his arms around of his embrace, and then gently blows in his ear and nibbles on his earlobe.
He then kisses the side of his neck, gently licks over the pulse on his throat, and bites him, his teeth sinking on his pale skin.
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"I'll never turn you down when you want something, daozhang."
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Hearing that small groan, delivering pleasure and pain, he runs his tongue over the mark he made on his pale skin. "I just want you to be good and behave." He whispered. But he learns pleasuring him every night helps relieve the stress, and that a part of him desires him also. In the beginning, there was a shame, but gradually overtime, he learns he's just as shameless for wanting him.
Quietly he took a few moments to think, then growing bolder, he slowly rolls his nightwear up and over his head to undress him, planting heat kisses on his broad shoulders and back, and then pulls down his pants down his lithe legs and it joins the shirt on the floor.
His hand wanders to play with his nipple, rolling around and pinching the nubs and another hand wanders to roam and tease over his thighs with his caresses and touch until he wraps his hand around his length to slowly stroke him.
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But once they are on his body again, Xue Yang relaxes back, watching him as he starts to do things to his body. Moaning as he feels that hand come over his length.
"You're eager today, daozhang."
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"You're energetic as well. If only our dual cultivation gives you energy to do chores." He teases him. He continues his kisses, his soft lips exploring the sculpt and dip of his strong muscles along his back, then slowly his lips and tip of his tongue wanders up to the back of his nape and kisses him there. With a soft breath, he pauses to remove the rest of his clothing off and carelessly laid on the floor with the rest of his.
"How do we start tonight? You enjoy receiving, do you? I don't mind. I think I'm learning quickly and actually liking it." He asked, and as for liking it as in, taking control and dominate him softly and lovingly.
As he has his hands wrapped around his length and starts pumping him to warm him up, to start the pleasure and make him swell in hardness. With a bit of maneuvering, he has Xue Yang lay on his back on the bed, so he can start working on his nipples, playing with them, tweaking one with playful pinch and sucking on the other to make them both hard.
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"Mm...I enjoy everything, daozhang." Xue yang has a wide range of things he likes when it comes to these kinds of activities. Receiving or giving was never really something he paid much attention to. He usually just did whatever he felt at the moment. And a lot of times that depends on who he is with. With Xingchen it can go either way and seems to depend on the mood the man is in.
It's obvious what kind of mood he is in today. He relaxes against the bed as he hums his approval of the attention his body is getting. His length easily hardening beneath that grasp as Xingchen's hand works over him.
"feels good."
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"Good. I'm glad you like it." Hearing his soft moans, it's cute of him as he moves his hips and writhes, aching for more of his touch. He shouldn't spoil him with attention, but he likes the adorable expressions he's making as he melts under his touch, warming him up as he strokes his length faster.
He takes a moment to find the bottle of lotion he left on the small table, considering finding good lube is hard on the train and supply is rather limited. "This is going to be rough." He warns. "We don't have much until I order some more from the next platform stop."
He has gotten better at pleasuring him as he spread his legs wider for access and dips his long fingers inside of his hole, into the tight ring of muscles. "Try to relax." He said as he pumps his finger in and out to slick him up.
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"I can handle rough, daozhang." He isn't afraid of things being a little harsher then normal. He isn't afraid of a little pain mixed with pleasure. He adjusts his position as best he can to make it easier for Xingchen to prep him, his hips rocking slightly into that hand that is still working over his length.
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