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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[threedontknows]

"Guess so," he smiles, reaching out of the bath for a comb. He untangles his hair carefully, looking at Aaron with dark eyes, before finally getting out of the bath and reaching for his robe.

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron rolls his eyes and sits on the bed again, watching the way he moves, the way his hair falls over his shoulders. "You gotta braid them again in the morning?"

[threedontknows]

Huaisang nods and sits down beside him on the bed. "It won't take me very long. I have to look presentable."

[creeksidealtarboy]

He reaches out to touch his hair, then threads his fingers through it. "So I can mess 'em up?"

[threedontknows]

“If that’s what you want,” he murmurs, pulling his fan out from his sleeve. Where he was actually carrying it will remain a ~mystery~.

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron makes his choice. He kisses him soundly, trying to pull him back on top of him. "This is what I want," he complains.

[threedontknows]

Huaisang easily fits himself against him, pressing hips against hips and pillowing Aaron’s head under his arms as he returns the kiss. His damp hair slips annoyingly over his shoulder, and he pushes it back with a soft huff.

[creeksidealtarboy]

"Don't," he mutters, gently tugging on the ends of his hair. "I like it."

His favorite part of him.

Well, former favorite. Certainly on the list.

[threedontknows]

He could have guessed that Aaron was fascinated by his hair; he was always playing with his braids or petting his head.

“Guess what I like about you?” he murmurs, kissing along his throat.

[creeksidealtarboy]

"No," he mutters, pulling away with a smirk. "Tell me."

[threedontknows]

“Your eyes,” he answers easily. “I’m going to write poems about your eyes. And your smile. That mouth, those lips….”

He sighs dramatically.

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron's cheeks turn pinkish and he draws him close but doesn't kiss him yet.

"That ain't one thing."

[threedontknows]

"I'm greedy, I can decide on just one thing," he pouts, resting his chin on his chest and looking up at him with big eyes.

[creeksidealtarboy]

"Yeah, yeah, I can tell," he laughs, utterly enchanted by him. "You going to go to sleep or what?"

[threedontknows]

"You're the one who pulled me into bed, baobei! Yanked me down on top of you, started playing with my hair."

[creeksidealtarboy]

"Yeah," he tells him and there's a slight hardness in his tone. Just barely. Just below his playful laugh. "But now I want to just get some sleep."

[threedontknows]

Huaisang gives him one last pout, but rolls of him and flops beside him into the bed. "We should probably sleep, it's been a long day and you're properly exhausted by all the fun we had together."

He pulls up the blankets and lays his head on Aaron's shoulder.

[creeksidealtarboy]

"Yeah. We should." It's a surprising answer to him, but he tries not to show it.

Aaron stays awake a long while, still stroking his fingers through Huaisang's hair. He closes his eyes to try, but he's restless, feeling a bit too vulnerable.

[threedontknows]

Huaisang had sensed that Aaron needed some boundaries drawn up, which he's more than happy to provide so long as he doesn't get pushed away. He doesn't want that, he really likes Aaron.

He closes his eyes and nestles himself up against Aaron, arm draped loosely around over his stomach.

[creeksidealtarboy]

Eventually, Aaron does sleep, waking up only hours later to wrap himself deliberately around Huaisang.

And he doesn't say anything, just captures his lips in a kiss.

[threedontknows]

It’s the best way Huaisang’s ever been woken up. He feels the press of Aaron’s body first, then his lips on his, and softly begins to kiss back. No noise other than the soft sound of breathing and the slight creaking of the bed as Huaisang slides himself closer.

[creeksidealtarboy]

He lets himself take it slow this time, hands running along his side as he eases into it.

He savors each kiss, eventually pulling himself on top of Huaisang, elbows to either side of him on the bed.

[threedontknows]

Huaisang can just barely see Aaron in the dark, the moonlight illuminating the curve of his jaw and along his neck. He traces along those lines, letting a little qi flow from the tips of his fingers into Aaron’s skin.

[creeksidealtarboy]

He closes his eyes, feeling that warmth and vaguely magical and odd sensation enter his body. He shivers a little, biting along his jaw.

[threedontknows]

He groans under his breath as Aaron’s teeth finds his jaw, pressure from his body and sharpness of his teeth setting him on edge. “It’s the middle of the night,” he whispers, hips raising against his absently.