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]

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.

[threedontknows]

Huaisang’s hands slide down to cup Aaron’s ass, feeling raised almost welt-like scars on his skin. He doesn’t pause, doesn’t waver, though stores the information in his mind for later.

After Aaron’s been good and loosened, he sits up and dips into the oil, slicking up his fingers before sliding one inside of him.

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron doesn't tense, but it takes him a moment to actually get used to the sensation.

It had never been like this. Not this slow, gentle take. He lets himself enjoy it, moaning so Hiaisang can hear it.

[threedontknows]

Despite his usual attitude of entitlement and ease at all costs, Huaisang’s a generous lover, wanting his partners to feel good while he gets himself off. And Aaron — well, Aaron is special to him. He wants Aaron to feel loved.

He hooks his finger inside of him and searches until he can massage him from the inside. “Can you get hard again for me?”

[creeksidealtarboy]

"I - I dunno," he says, unable to hide the hint of trepidation in his voice. He wants to please, above all things.

[threedontknows]

“It’s alright if you can’t,” he purrs. “But I’m going to try to make you come again, even if your cock’s not at attention.”

And to further illustrate his point, he slips a second finger inside of him and continues to stroke him slowly.

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron gasps out loud again just when Huaisang finds the right spot. He's never actually been touched this way before - fingers were for prep only and even then, it was a rushed and hurried affair.

He knows it exists and is able to find it in others, but someone doing it to him?

He grips Huaisang's hair in his fingers.

[threedontknows]

Ah, he found it, perfect. "Ah, doesn't it feel wonderful?" he murmurs, turning to kiss his arm, his hand not slowing. "I know how to find it with my cock too."

[creeksidealtarboy]

He laughs, but it's a desperate sound. He's falling apart right in front of him.

"Show me," he begs him.

[threedontknows]

"I'll be merciful," he says, and not just because he's in a little pain from how hard he is. He slides his fingers out from inside of him, pausing to admire his handiwork for a moment, then slicks himself and presses against his ass.

He doesn't push inside, not yet. He stares down at him first, how needy he looks, how ethereal, and then carefully begins to breach his body.

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron reaches up, grabs onto his shoulders, and then, when he pushes inside, he wraps his legs around him to hold him tightly inside. He doesn't want him to move yet, doesn't want him to do anything other than stay right there so he can see him.

"Kiss me?" he asks - begs.

[threedontknows]

Oh, so gladly. Huaisang leans down and steals Aaron's breath away, sliding his tongue into his mouth as he pushes forward and buries himself inside of him. He continues to kiss him as he begins to pull his hips back and snap them forward, fucking him with his tongue and his cock, surrounding him entirely.

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron has never felt so completely and wonderfully possessed and owned and wanted and adored. He can barely keep up. Even though it's Huaisang in control, he never once feels pressured. He knows, even now, that if he told him to stop, he would immediately.

And so he holds him close, fingers pressed into his shoulders as he matches his rhythm.