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]

He arches his back and grabs the sheets even tighter, softly and happily whimpering Aaron begins to open him up. He offers no resistance, body welcoming him with low cants of his hips. "Oh..."

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron spreads his fingers apart, leaning down to kiss him as he does. "You're so tight. It's been too long since I've fucked you, hasn't it?"

[threedontknows]

He cries softly against Aaron's mouth, nipping at his lips while he's fucked on his fingers. "Too long," he agrees, turning his head to nip along his jaw. "I've forgotten what it feels like."

[creeksidealtarboy]

"Yesterday!" he laughs, withdrawing his fingers and running the oil along his cock. He doesn't warn him, doesn't tell him, just slides himself inside of him again.

[threedontknows]

"Ages!" he cries, grunting as Aaron sinks inside of him. "Too long! I'm too much of a whore to go without!"

[creeksidealtarboy]

"Of course you are," he groans, shoving inside of him. Then he rocks against his hips, bringing his legs up around him. "You're my whore, aren't you. The most - fucking powerful man in the universe - on his back, begging me."

[threedontknows]

He responds with a cross between a cry and a moan. His legs fold and hook around Aaron's back, hands dragging down his chest slowly as Aaron thrusts into him. "I'm your whore, oh - oh, right there, please, please."

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron doesn't stop, doesn't shift, gives him exactly what he wants where he wants it. "Oh, you feel so good. I dream about this. I dream about how tight you are."

[threedontknows]

"You don't -- ngh." He twists his head, clenching his hand into a fist. "You don't have to -- ah! Don't have to dream, oh, oh fuck, yes. Aaron, Aaron, I love you."

[creeksidealtarboy]

He puts a hand on Huaisang's chest as he pushes into him. "If I don't dream, then I'd fuck you night and day," he moans.

[threedontknows]

"Gods, yes," he whimpers. "Hold me down, baobei."

[creeksidealtarboy]

"Why? Do you want to run away?" He places his hands on his wrists and pushes him down, grinning. He's close, though, and he closes his eyes for a moment, just enjoying it.

[threedontknows]

"I want to run away with you," he whimpers, pushing at Aaron's hands just for a little thrill. "I want my life to be all about you."

[creeksidealtarboy]

"It already is," he assures him, leaning down heavily on him, on his wrists. "You're gonna marry me, right?"

[threedontknows]

"Yes." He rises into Aaron's thrust, hitting the sweet spot inside of him. "As soon as we get back home, I'm going to marry you."

[creeksidealtarboy]

He fucks him harder, the swell of emotion inside of him growing in his belly.

"Good. I want everyone to know."

[threedontknows]

"I'd marry you here, but they don't deserve us. They don't deserve you." He reaches for Aaron's head and brings him down for another sharp kiss as he finally spills himself, gasping low while his body arches and toes curl.

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron knows by now that he can go again and again, so the first cry out doesn't stop him. He continues to fuck him relentlessly, feeling himself growing hotter.

"I'll marry you wherever, you beautiful fucking man."

[threedontknows]

He’s over-sensitive, whimpering as Aaron keeps going, fingers clawing at his back as his cock hits deep inside over and over again.

“Tonight,” he gasps, tears starting to collect at the corners of his eyes. “Marry me tonight.”

[creeksidealtarboy]

Before he can finish his sentence, Aaron spills himself inside of him, biting at his shoulder, moaning into his neck.

And when he finishes panting, catches his breath, he laughs. "Yeah. Sure. Alright."

[threedontknows]

He cups Aaron's face and looks up at him with complete adoration, pushing his golden hair out of his face. "Maybe not tonight, we have this stupid gala. But when we're home."

[creeksidealtarboy]

"I don't care," he breathes. "I know it'll happen."

[threedontknows]

"I'll find you the loveliest red robes," he murmurs, pressing a kiss to his temple. "The finest, most delicate fabric. We'll take our bows in front of my family."

[creeksidealtarboy]

"Red, huh? Alright." He sits up, pulling himself out of him and sitting back, propping himself up on his hands.

[threedontknows]

"Red. It brings a couple good fortune." He rolls onto his stomach and looks up at Aaron with his chin on his arms. "Red and an auspicious day, when the stars are aligned."