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 grips his hips tightly. "No. No because I'm in fucking heaven right now."

More lovely words. He bears down on him with a soft groan, wanting to reward him for saying such perfect things to him as they fuck. "Would you put a baby in me? Give us a little Nie sect heir?"

He laughs, but it's not cruel. He's pleased by it as pleasure surges through his belly. "Fuck yeah. Little blonde kid with your pretty eyes..."

"He'll look like you," he sighs, "because you're the most beautiful man, and anything we make needs to have your smile and nose." He smirks and leans forward, smearing more paint on Aaron's mouth with a kiss.

"You look real good bouncing on my cock," he tells him with a mutter. "You look - fuck. You're amazing."

He groans softly. "I know, and I must feel so good too. I can see it on your face and in all your muscles tightening up under me. Are you going to come soon? Are you going to fill me up?"

"Yes," he moans. "Yes, I - god, I want to. I want to put a fucking baby in you."

He rises up into him, bucking underneath him.

He whimpers softly as he raises his hips sharply, thrown off his pace in the best sort of way. He tightens himself and rocks harder, fingernails digging into his chest. "Please, a little Nie heir, you can spoil me rotten and then dote on me when I have the baby."

Huaisang grips Aaron's arms and spends himself over his stomach and chest.

A lovely fantasy and it's one that he's happy enough to indulge in. He moans, rocking up into him, and spends only moments later with a groan. He grabs onto his hips, eyes closing.

Huaisang slows down his own rocking with a pleased little sigh, but doesn't separate from him. "Mm. You could go again soon, you know." He slides his hand down Aaron's chest, touching his own spend. "You have a golden core now."

"I know," he mutters. "I know, I know." He takes his hand and kisses his fingers. "I can feel it. It's fucking weird."

He hums softly and cups his face. "It is, but you get used to it. I'll help you learn to control it."

Aaron raises his hips up against him. "You can teach me later," he laughs. "Right now, you're driving me fucking wild."

Huaisang gasps softly as he pushes up into his hips. "Oh, are you ready to go again already?"

"Yeah," he mutters. "I fucking want you. But not like this." He pushes at his hips. "Hands and knees." He wants something more feral. He had his sweet husband, now he wants more.

Oh. He sees. And he's definitely interested, because he can already feel his cock stirring. He's definitely going to duel cultivate with him while Aaron's fucking him within an inch of his life; getting that kind of energy put back into you, clean qi with that certain spark? He can only assume Aaron would have the best orgasm of his life.

Huaisang slides off of him and strips off the rest of his robes, the headpieces, some of the jewelry. He smiles at Aaron and then slides onto his hands and knees.

Aaron wastes no time. He grabs onto his hips and pushes inside of him, tangling his fingers in a strand of his hair to keep his head back. He wants to see him, wants to hear him panting and begging. He doesn't start slow, either, but rather snaps his hips roughly against Huaisang's.

There's certain perks to wearing the Nie braids, and one of them happens to be this very thing. As Aaron tugs his head back he whimpers, tears in his eyes as he starts fucking him good and hard. He groans and grunts softly, starting to cycle out his qi and push it into Aaron's golden core.

He can feel it now, what Huaisang is doing, but he doesn't know why. He also doesn't have the brain at the moment to figure it out. His love is tight and hot and Aaron fucks him with a ferocity that he didn't know he had. Still, even then, his fingers massage into his skin, soothing sore muscles as he cries out his name.

The energy comes back to him twofold, hitting each one of his meridians with a shock. He falls onto his forearms, whimpering and keening as he pushes his face into the blankets below them. He's never known Aaron to fuck this hard, his eyes watering and his jaw going slack as he snaps into him again and again and again. His cries grow higher and louder as Aaron brings him once more to the edge.

Aaron wraps his hand around, taking his cock in long fingers, working him through and through. He loses himself almost immediately, crying out his name with a shudder.

Huaisang gasps and sobs into the blankets, grasping and twisting them so hard in his fists he can hear the fabric tear. "Aaron," he pleads, pushing back into him as he wrings out the last few moments of their orgasms.

Aaron does pull out and immediately runs his fingers along his back, leaning down to kiss his shoulder. "Alright, alright, you're fucking amazing, did you know that?"

Huaisang sighs against the fabric and wriggles back against him. "Mmm, Aaron...help me up and tell me how beautiful I am."

"No," he says, but he does help him up. "You're exquisite. Radiant. Resplendent."

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