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 feels himself actually harden in Huaisang's mouth, growing stiff and uncomfortable, and he grips his hair a little in his fist.

[threedontknows]

He pulls back enough to catch his own breath, then takes him right down his throat with a happy little whimper. Oh, gods in heaven, it's so good. He rocks a little into the bed, his own cock hardening.

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron lets out a soft gasp. Holding his hips still and letting Huaisang set the pace.

He grips the bedsheets tightly with his other hand, toes curling.

[threedontknows]

He groans again and begins to guide Aaron's cock in and out of his mouth. He grabs one of his hands and guides it into his hair, encouraging him to use his mouth a little.

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron does start to rock against him then, biting back a moan. "Huaisang," he gasps. And it's true - he really is that fucking good. Aaron feels himself unraveling.

[threedontknows]

He grinds against the bed in response, looking up at him through wet lashes to watch him struggle against his careful self-control.

Mine, he thinks. I’m the only one allowed to see him this way. Only me.

He pulls back his mouth once it’s apparent Aaron is right on the edge, stroking him quickly to make him spend over his lips and chin.

[creeksidealtarboy]

He lets out a cry, digging his heels in as he spends himself completely. He grasps at his hair, fingers sliding through those long locks and he cups his face gently afterwards.

[threedontknows]

Huaisang locks eyes with Aaron as he licks his lips clean. He refrains from pushing or rubbing on the bed, wanting to revel in this moment with him.

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron closes his eyes for a moment, though he's not trying to sleep. He just wants a moment to enjoy himself.

Then -

"You can fuck me, you know. Wherever you want." He sits up, pulling him into a kiss.

[threedontknows]

Huaisang eagerly returns the kiss, devouring him and sharing the taste on his tongue. It's a desperate kiss, one that has him pushing Aaron back down onto the bed. When he pulls back it's to kiss and suck along his neck ravenously.

"Are you sure that's something you want, baobei?"

[creeksidealtarboy]

"Wouldn't have offered it if I didn't mean it," he points out, raising his chin, exposing his neck.

[threedontknows]

He sucks sweetly on his exposed throat. “I’d love to fuck your tight ass,” he growls. “Would you like that? To feel me inside of you? For me to fill you up with my seed?”

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron hums softly, nodding. "Yeah, alright."

He sits up. "You must be fucking aching now, huh?"

[threedontknows]

Not terribly enthusiastic, but he knows Aaron by now. This is as eager as he gets sometimes.

Huaisang nods softly and crawls off of the bed, starting to shuck off his robes as he searches for a pot of oil made especially for this reason. Not that its gotten a lot of use, but it's always good to be prepared.

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron watches him intently, not exactly nervous about it. He sits up, knees spread apart, and waits until he has Huaisang's attention before he slides his own robes the rest of the way off of his shoulders.

[threedontknows]

Oh. He's so beautiful.

"I'm going to paint you one of these days," he says, which would normally be a cheesy pickup line if it wasn't so sincerely meant. He slides his arms around him and kisses down his chest slowly.

[creeksidealtarboy]

"Yeah, you better make me look good," he says to stave off some of the butterflies in his stomach, his hands shaking.

[threedontknows]

"I'd do you a disservice if I didn't," he replies, kissing lower and lower down his stomach sweetly. Gods, he wants him! But he can be patient. It'll be so worth it to be patient.

He lies himself in between his legs once more, dragging Aaron's legs near to him so he can kiss and lick the rim of his ass.

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron sits back, wrapping his legs around Huaisang and sliding fingers through his hair. Those butterflies turn to bats to hawks to eagles to airplanes and he clenches him tightly.

"I'll even pose for you," he promises.

[threedontknows]

He licks at him leisurely, hoping to coax him into relaxing. "Do me a favor," he says, biting gently on his cheek, "and take a breath. You're going to wear yourself out."

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron sucks in a breath and then lets it out slowly, feeling himself relaxed. "I'm not - not saying no," he tells him. "Just...been a long time."

[threedontknows]

Huaisang caresses through Aaron's curled hair reassuringly. "I don't want you tense," he reassures him, then pushes his face back between his head. He eats him like Aaron's a feast and he's a starving man, complete with quiet, satisfied moans as he slowly opens him up.

[creeksidealtarboy]

If he was tense before, he certainly isn't now. He relaxes against the bed, leaning back, head against the pillow. It's a strange sort of sensation, and he lets out a soft, appreciative moan. No one's ever done this before, certainly not this intimately, and he shivers.

"Oh..." he moans.

[threedontknows]

Aaron moans like a virgin, the sound traveling straight down to his aching cock. He sucks and licks until he feels his entire body start to loosen, then breaches him with his tongue.

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron's eyes flutter open and he shivers, right down to his toes. He mutters encouraging words, nonsensical moans and gentle gasps not meant to be understood as anything other than constant assent.