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

"Ah, just like that..."

[threedontknows]

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?"

[creeksidealtarboy]

"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.

[threedontknows]

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

[creeksidealtarboy]

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

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

[threedontknows]

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?"

[creeksidealtarboy]

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.

[threedontknows]

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.

[creeksidealtarboy]

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.

[threedontknows]

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.

[creeksidealtarboy]

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.

[threedontknows]

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."

[creeksidealtarboy]

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

[threedontknows]

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.

[creeksidealtarboy]

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

[threedontknows]

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.

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron turns towards him once they're clean and comfortable in bed.

"I love you," he whispers to him with a laugh.

[threedontknows]

He — he loves him. Aaron loves him.

Of course Huaisang knew this; if Aaron didn’t want to be around him then he wouldn’t. And it isn’t as though they haven’t been affectionate before, and with the promises of marriage and all else…

Huaisang lifts himself up and peers down at him with the brightest smile. “I love you!”

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron just looks up at him, at that enthusiasm, and sighs.

"Go to sleep." And he puts a hand on Huaisang's face to push him down.

[threedontknows]

“No, this is my room, I don’t have to sleep if I don’t want to,” he argues, though he definitely starts to sink back down into the space beside him.

Huaisang wraps an arm around Aaron’s waist and pulls the much larger man against him with surprising ease.

[creeksidealtarboy]

He sighs. "This is our room now, dumbass," he mutters against his skin.

[threedontknows]

That's a good point, it is their room now. Huaisang grins against Aaron's shoulder. "We'll have to rearrange the furniture. You have too much Yin energy, it makes things unbalanced."

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron pushes him back. "What in the hell does that mean?" he wonders, grinning like a madman.

[threedontknows]

"I have too much Yang energy," he explains happily. "You're dark, and I'm light. We balance each other, give and take and give and take, always keeping each other in check."

[creeksidealtarboy]

"Then you can rearrange the furniture all you want. Whatever makes you happy, man."

He strokes his hair gently. "I got a favor to ask, though."