openmisc | Aaron/Huaisang

Aaron/Huaisang

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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He can feel his cock twitch against his tongue, his muscles tighten and his hips beginning to move in that erratic sense that tells him Aaron’s about to fall apart. He swallows him down greedily, pulling back when his mouth is mostly cleared to catch his breath and admire him from this vantage point.

Aaron sits back, off of him, and flops against the bed. "Oh, you look fantastic."

He licks his swollen lips slowly, looking over at him with a satisfied little smile. "How much work would you like to do today?" he purrs, reaching out to touch Aaron's face. "Do you want to bounce on my cock a while, or would you like me to have my way with you?"

Both options would be heaven.

He pushes himself up and cups his face in his hands. "I trust you, A-Sang. I want you to have your way with me."

He leans up and steals a kiss from him, nipping at his lips as he hooks his arm around his waist and flips him down onto his back. He presses forward, his hardened cock pushing against his thigh and the cleft of his ass as he continues to kiss him senseless.

Aaron falls backwards and drapes one arm over his head, over the pillow, digging his feet into the bed and raising his hips slightly, eager for him. He bites his lips, laughing through the kiss. "I'll give you my whole self," he pants. "I love you."

"I know you will," he murmurs against his mouth, pushing his hips forward slowly. He catches against the rim of his ass but doesn't push in yet, not wanting to do anything before Aaron's open and relaxed for him. "All I need to do is ask, isn't that right? I just need to ask."

He clenches his jaw as he comes close, then whines a bit when he doesn't push in. He knows he's not ready, he knows that it's too quick, but he wants it.

"Yes," he grumbles. "Yes, yes, you have to ask and now you've asked, so do it."

"No."

As impatient as he can be, Huaisang takes the time to slick his fingers and press one inside of Aaron, feeling the hot channel clench around him as he begins to fuck him slowly.

He grips the pillow above his head and rocks slowly against his fingers, letting himself get used to the sensation.

"Ah, just like that..."

He laughs softly and pushes a second finger inside of him, wriggling them gently until he's able to brush ever-so-slightly over his prostate. "Like this?"

"You could go harder," he moans, raising his hips, not meaning to sound so needy. But when he feels like he's on fire, just having him there, his voice can't help but be a little broken.

"I could..." he says, hooking his fingers and continuing his gentle strokes. "But then I couldn't watch you like this."

He whimpers, rocking against him still, cursing in the same breath as he moans.

"You're such a shit," he laughs breathlessly.

He is, and he knows Aaron loves it. He continues to caress and massage his prostate, trying to bring him to climax again. "Does it feel good? Is it too much?"

He feels himself burning, boiling, lava running through his veins. He doesn't even hear Huaisang's words as he finishes, crying out a desperate plea.

Only when Aaron is clenching around his fingertips and bucking up into his hand does he relent, but it’s only to then replace his fingers with his throbbing cock. He makes himself at home inside of him, holding onto his knees as he rocks and buries himself over and over again.

Aaron doesn't get a break from it. He goes from one release right into the warmth and the heat in his belly of another. And he does what he promises - he cries out. He doesn't worry about being quiet as he raises his voice.

Huaisang isn’t quiet either, gasping and whispering fond little words as he snaps into him over and over again. “Are you going to come again? Oh, please, for me. Show me.”

He places his hand on Aaron’s abdomen, over the place where his core would be if he has one, and pushes qi into him.

He can't answer. He can barely form words, let alone think of an answer to that. Because he does come again, his body tightening around Huaisang as the warmth in his belly becomes magical in nature, the feeling of the qi electrifying every part of him.

Aaron clenching around him brings the last bit of the way. He grunts softly as he pushes himself fully inside of him to spill, filling him with his spend and qi and leaning over him to cover his body with kisses. "I knew you could do it."

"Shut up," he moans breathlessly, batting at him as he showers him with kisses.

His lips find Aaron’s, kissing him a little sloppily but with as much heat as he can still manage. He’s exhausted, and he’s sure Aaron is too.

Aaron doesn't even try to keep up. He just closes his eyes, letting Huaisang kiss him as he tries to catch his breath.

He kisses him a few more times, along his jaw and then back against his lips, sweet and gentle as he finally pulls away and fetches something to use to clean them both. He returns with a warm cloth, taking care of Aaron first, then himself, then falling into bed with him.

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