stardustofdawn | catch-all for xue

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.

He runs his hands over Xingchen's length, groaning softly as he feels that hand touch his own body. But he has other plans.

"You don't need to Daozhang. I'll be taken care off soon enough." He will be able to get exactly what he wants once he finishes giving Xingchen a hand.

He brings his mouth down and bites down gently onto Xingchen's neck. He leaves bites down his neck and along his shoulder as he continues to pump him.

"Are you sure?" He wanted to, but then he decides to relax and completely surrender, letting Xue Yang take what he wants from him, what he's desperate for. He moans softly, hoping Xue Yang enjoys what he sees as he lets him be pleasured.

When he bit on his throat with his teeth, leaving his mark on him, electricity sparks. "Ah, Xue Yang..." He sighs, his own nipples perks up and harden from the arousal as his body is clearly enjoying it, growing hard in his hands.

He wants to wait. He wants to simply take in everything about this moment. He'll be able to enjoy his feast soon enough. His free hand moves down to flick at that nipple, feeling how hard even they have become. He smirks against Xingchen's skin as his movements become slightly quicker.

He enjoys the sounds that Xingchen makes as he succumbs to him. "Come for me, daozhang and the real fun can begin."

He is willing to give him whatever he wanted. He arches his back some more, finally letting go, showing his true self. Xue Yang's words always have a way with him, broken by him and equally mended by him and in a way, he innately turn his mind and his heart to him, grasping how he feels in his desire for him. He gasps when he plays with his nipples, causing to harden some more as he plays with his body.

"The dirty things you say, A-Yang..." He whispered as he discovered that he likes it, but he's resisting, not coming yet. Pre-cum begin to leak in response, coating over his length.

Xue Yang leaves a trails of bite marks down Xingchen's chest. He won't leave any obvious marks. he doesn't want the whole train to know that he has claimed him. That will come later. For now he just wants to taste. His mouth comes down to that nipple that his fingers had played with to let his mouth and tongue do the job now. Circling it with his tongue before claiming it between lips.

His hand continues to pump over that length, thumb feeling over the tip and the wetness there. Using the hand that is complete and not the one with the glove. Even he still has reservations about his missing little finger.

Each bite makes him moan with pleasure, his pale cheeks flushed with warmth, his senses become flooded in heat. It's warm and he has that feeling that Xue Yang has been watching him all the time. It's embarrassing, but he'll be happy to wear his marks even if he had bitten him harder.

"Ah..." When his mouth and tongue play with his nipples, it's warm and wet. He suddenly feels dizzy from the intensity and feeling warm tingles all over. There's no protest in telling him to stop as he succumbs him.

"Xue Yang, I'm going to come..." He warns as he feels himself coming close, the liquid weeps and thickens as he keeps stroking him.

Xue Yang practically purrs when he hears that, "Then let go, daozhang." Let him completely succumb. His hand now moving slickly along that length with the added lubrication that it is already giving him. But he wants every ounce that is inside of him.

His mouth now assaulting the other nipple, making sure they are equally as wet with saliva. He already has plans for how this day will go and this is only the beginning of what Xingchen is going to feel.

If he has plans, it felt like forever for his true feelings to finally connect. To hear his voice in that way, it's something new to him. It felt strange, warm ,and erotic, and sweet. Very sweet. He can be addicted to him in new way. He arches his back to that wicked mouth, trying to lower down the sounds that he make, flushed and embarrassed that he's becoming vocal and actually enjoying it.

"N-ngh...Xue Yang..." He whispered his name, soft and pleading, then jerked his hips forward as he reach his climax and releases his load, the thick liquid of cum drips and spilled forth.

He smirks as he feels that release spill over his hand. He gives a few more pumps to make sure he empties completely before he sits up. He covers his fingers with the thick release, coating them as he shifts further down Xingchen's body.

"Do you need to catch your breath, daozhang?" He takes some of that released and coats his own length with it while he waits for Xingchen to enjoy a little bit of that high before he takes the next steps. He doesn't intend to waste any time knowing that time in this place is precious and eventually they will get whisked back to their room.

"Mm, you have stolen my breath away." He relaxes on the bench, satiated from his high. He certainly enjoys it and as every minute passes, his heart for him grows warmer and bigger.

He can sense he's preparing for something and his body is aching for it. He turns around, listening to the breath of his lover, he kisses him at his lips, and with a nod, he waitss for him, ready to obey whatever he wants to take from him.

"I'm about to steal even more." He moves his hand down, pressing a finger against that tight hole. "Time to relax, daozhang." He'll give him a moment and then presses it in slowly.

He might be the more experienced of the two of them but he also knows how to take his time and make sure that Xingchen is ready for this. If he does something wrong then this will be the only time the man will let him touch him.

"Please..." That touch definitely sends a surprise shock of pleasure through his body. He has no experience of men or even touching himself down there. His only knowledge is pleasuring himself just to relieve the ache, being celibate until now.

With a flush of heat across his cheeks, "Be careful, that's sensitive." He tries to relax and be pliant if he pushes his fingers further, his soft insides is a tight heat, inviting him in.

He curls his finger inside him to stretch that tightness, using the man's own release as the lubricant. After a few passes with that one finger, he presses the second inside. His own desires pushing him into want to hurry. He told Xingchen to relax but it is him that is tense and desiring more.

He scissors those fingers inside of him, spreading and trying to stretch that area. Moving them in and out to give him an idea of what the feeling is going to be like before pressing them deeper inside of him up to his knuckle.

"Oh...!" That intrusion felt new and raw for him. It was his finger, right? It's definitely a finger inserting inside of him, followed by a second to stretch him out, and being touched like this makes him excited. Being blindfolded increases his sensitivity and makes his blood rush, and he felt like he's becoming embarrassing hard again.

"Ah, X-Xue yang..." He murmured his name in a string of moans. He starts moaning when he starts the rhythmic pumping of fingers inside of his hole, making him wet. The stretching loosens him up and he figures what Xue Yang wanted to do to him next, but he's being obedient and accepts.

"One more daozhang and then you get a treat." As does Xue Yang as he inserts one more finger to try and finish the process. He can feel the man's body giving way to those fingers as they spread and move inside of him. There is going to be a limit to how gentle Xue Yang can be, not one that usually worries about considerations.

Pain and pleasure go hand in hand in his book. but his name said in such a way with Xingchen's voice sounds like music and he can't wait to pull even more sounds from the man's throat.

"Are you ready?"

He appreciates him being gentle. Learning to open up and trust him, it's important as he adjusts his body to stretch himself apart. "Mm, it feels nice." He moans, rewarding Xue Yang with the sound of his voice and pleasing sounds. His body felt very hot as his moves his fingers inside and out, opening him up this way.

"Yes...whenever you are, Xue Yang." In anticipations, a part of him is curious what is going to feel like next, but he readies himself.

He removes his fingers and brings Xingchen's legs higher to make it easier for him to place himself where he needs to. He then drags his hands back down to Xingchen's hips as he presses himself against that entrance.

"Just relax Daozhang and this will be much easier."

But that is the only warning he gives before pressing inside. It pulls a low moan from his chest as he feels that tight body envelope him. He drives himself in until he is completely inside, his body pressed against Xingchen's. He pauses there as he enjoys that feeling of being completely surrounded by the other man's body. The tightness around his aching length that feels so amazing.

He looks down at him hungrily as he starts to rock his hips, beginning those thrusts slowly as he enjoys that tight heat around him.

"I will. I will try..." The feeling of him inside is exhilarating that he's becoming dizzy and seeing stars in his mind, following by a chorus of moans of mixed pleasure and pain. "Xue Yang!" He moans when he thrusting his cock inside of him. He's quite big and he tries to relax as much as possible, feeling so full as he's being stretch.

Xue Yang will a see a cascade of long back hair on his smooth backside. With push and pull of his cock that rubs his soft insides draws a long sweet groan as he rides on him, moving his hip and body in a dance. There's a pain as he breaks his tight heat, but there's a heat that unravels at his naval and between his legs, becoming hard again. Xingchen slides his hand between his legs to stroke his cock in sync with his thrusting.

Xue Yang enjoys those sounds that get pulled from Xingchen's throat as he moves inside of him. They are as exciting as the motion of their bodies, knowing that he is the one that is causing him to make them. He reaches down when he sees Xingchen starting to stroke himself. Not wanting him to give himself any sort of pleasure. that is all Xue Yang's job today.

He removes Xingchen's hand so that he can stroke him instead, Sliding his hand down that shaft as he thrusts himself inside his body. The movements are smooth but sharp as he tries to drive hard into that spot deep inside Xingchen's body.

"Xue Yang..." He obeyed him and let Xue Yang work and stroke his cock, pleasuring both sides as he rides him enthusiastically, rocking his hips. He groans as Xue Yang pounded away, striking his spot hidden deep inside with his tight heat. He starts seeing stars, feeling dizzy from the pleasure crashing through him.

"Ahh...so deep~!" In a voice and moans that Xue Yang manages to pulls out. He relaxes as much as he could, feeling his hole loosen up as he swallows his length greedily and up to the hilt. In the back of his mind, he wouldn't mind being his sheath if most nights would be like this.

He starts to lose himself in those motions, the mind tingling sensation of feeling Xingchen's body. All that heat and friction of their two bodies as they rub against each other inside and out. His trusts start to become faster and harder as he plunges into him, wanting to drive him to that wonderful breaking point. He wants to watch Xingchen's expression when pleasure overtakes him.

It's such a beautiful sight to see the man writhing beneath him, driven to such emotions because of him. His expression contorted with pleasure that he is causing. There is a power in finally claiming Xingchen in this way.

The tingling feeling of their high crashing through him. He spread his legs open ever so slightly as Xue Yang plunges deeper inside of him, the constant heat and friction of the thrusting made him losing his senses and drowning in the pleasure.

He felt dizzy and start seeing stars as he felt a wave of his orgasm coming over him. "Xue Yang, I'm going to...going to come!" He said breathlessly, a warning, arching his neck and back against him, and bit down his lower lip as he clamps down on his length, bucking his hips downward, his hips give a jerk, and as his climax, he cums and painted his stomach with the thick liquid.

He groans as he feels Xingchen's body tighten around him, feeling those spasms as his body climaxes. He rocks a few more times into that tight heat before his own climax happens. He embeds himself deep inside of him as he lets his seed spill into him.

"Daozhang..." He moans, his eyes trained on Xingchen's face as he drinks in his expression as he watches the pleasure on it.

He finally closes his eyes as he tries to regain his breath.

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