Aaron/Huaisang

[creeksidealtarboy]

It's nightfall by the time Aaron finally sees this "Impure Realm" that they took him to. He's hungry. He's filthy. He's thirsty. And there's nothing around him that's familiar. He has cigarettes in the pocket of his jeans and nothing else of his own. No note. No information.

Only the vaguely unsettling feeling that he's been deposited somewhere...wrong.

These people look like Huaisang. The robes, the way they move...it's familiar enough that, before they could unsheath their swords, he's throwing his hands out, asking for Nie Huaisang to their complete bafflement. But they loaded him up and took him. Goddamn.

Hopefully they sent someone ahead.

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[creeksidealtarboy]

He doesn't know what he has in him. He doesn't know how he can actually build up again to a release, but it happens. Huaisang hits him in the right spot and, breathless, he feels himself growing hot.

"Fuck, fuck..." He holds him tightly, moaning into his ear.

[threedontknows]

"I've got you, my sweet baobei. I've got you." He pours more of his spiritual energy into him, more and more, groaning as the heat builds in him. He loses himself in the heat of Aaron's tight body, his pretty moans, the way he holds onto him.

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron's exhausted when he falls back with his eyes closed. Panting, he tugs Huaisang's hair gently, pulling him down as best he can.

[threedontknows]

His hips only slow when he's finally spent the last of himself. He lays himself over him and brushes his fingers through the damp, golden strands of Aaron's hair.

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron kisses his mouth, though he's more or less collapsed on the floor with his eyes closed.

It's too hard to sit up or think or move.

[threedontknows]

Normally this would be the time where he whines and begs to be carried to bed, but he's the one who fucked Aaron senseless, and he's the one who needs to take care of him. He reluctantly pulls himself from him and takes him into his arms, effortlessly picking him up and walking him to the bed.

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron holds onto him tightly, laughing as he turns his head into his shoulder. "You've always been able to do this?" he exclaims tiredly. "I can - spoil you later."

[threedontknows]

“Only when I have access to my golden core,” he reminds him. “I had to work to be this good.”

And read a lot of pornography.

He kisses Aaron’s head and then lays him onto the bed. “You already have spoiled me.”

[creeksidealtarboy]

He leans back, eyes closed. "You are fucking amazing."

He turns towards him, arm tucked under his head. "You think, when I graduate, you and I could come here together?"

[threedontknows]

He crawls onto the bed with him, lying his head onto a pillow and staring back at him with a soft smile. "I'm going to insist on it. I don't think I can let you go."

[creeksidealtarboy]

"You don't get to make that fucking choice for me."

He sighs, but he's happy about it. "Good night."

[threedontknows]

“I don’t, but I can hope. And be very convincing if need be.”

He grins softly and pulls the blankets up around Aaron. “Good night.” He’ll slip out of bed when Aaron is asleep in order to work, but when his bedtime approaches he lights some incense and crawls back into the bed with him.

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron's exhausted. He sleeps a while, waking when Huaisang joins him and holds him tightly.

And when the morning comes, he's certain he's back on the barge until he realizes he's got a mouthful of Huaisang's hair in his mouth.

"Ugh! You're impossible," he sighs with a huff.

[threedontknows]

Huaisang, still dead asleep, turns and lets out a soft snore into the pillow that is Aaron.

[creeksidealtarboy]

He reaches over and covers Huaisang's nose and mouth with his hand.

[threedontknows]

Huaisang is fine for a few seconds, then he tries to take a deep breath in and...sputters. Chokes. Flails.

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron immediately lets go with a soft cackle. "Get up, you bitch."

[threedontknows]

Huaisang sits up with an angry gasp. “That’s not nice,” he whines, “you’re supposed to love me!”

[creeksidealtarboy]

"But I want breakfast and you're stopping me. Don't you want me to watch? I'm real hungry, A-Sang. C'mon," he whines.

[threedontknows]

Huaisang grunts and falls back. "You're taking advantage of the pet name!"

[creeksidealtarboy]

Big. Innocent. Eyes.

"Real hungry," he repeats.

[threedontknows]

Hey, that’s his shtick! Huaisang lets out a very low sigh before hauling himself upright and stomping over to the door. He looks Very Put Out when he sticks out his head and calls for breakfast, as though it’s the most inconvenient thing in the world for him to do.

Which in the moment, it is. He wanted to sleep!

[creeksidealtarboy]

God, Aaron loves to annoy him. He's beautiful when he's fresh out of bed. He's beautiful with that pout.

So he sprawls out in bed, eyes closed, enjoying the whole place to himself.

[threedontknows]

With breakfast called for, Huaisang slinks back to the bed and flops himself over Aaron's outstretched legs. No peace has been earned!

"I hope there's spicy tofu this morning," he mumbles tiredly.

[creeksidealtarboy]

He doesn't open his eyes.

"For breakfast?"