Chapter Text
Since the revelation of Xue Meng’s proclivity for praise, the Mei Brothers had wielded a perilous level of power over him. Xue Meng could never tell if it was a ploy, the two had grown talented in the art of trickery over the years.
Regardless, a simple ‘you look pretty today’ could have him putty in their hands and the notion made him nervous.
At first he attempted to pull back, but their immediate concern was annoyingly effective in shaking the knots loose and leaving this heart-strings open. The funny thing was, despite all his assumptions, they brother’s did not tend to jump his bones at every turn. At first he was offended, and declared them ungrateful for all he had handed to them on a silver platter.
“Are you feeling neglected, A-Meng?” The younger had cooed and so began a night of the most bone shaking sex they had ever had. Eight hours of endless pleasure until Xue Meng was trembling so violently, the elder Mei was forced to push pick up his pipa and strum a few melodic tunes to settle him.
They were really too good to him, though he loathed to admit it, they were uncommonly perceptive to his needs.
So by the time their birthday rolled around, Xue Meng found himself at a loss. For what could he possibly give them in return. Every idea felt cheap in comparison to their steady but passionate love.
To admit the truth, Xue Meng didn’t know if he was a good partner in life or in bed. Though he didn’t doubt he had pretty face and an alluring body, he wasn’t sure if he was giving anything to them sexually or emotionally. Sure they came, they came well. Many times in fact, they seemed to have an endless supply of libido.
But was it him that brought them pleasure or did they wring it from themselves? Was it him who ever compromised? Was it him who put their experience first? He didn’t know.
So for their birthday, it was decided. He would do so intentionally and if learn how to be a lover they couldn’t bear to leave.
The younger Mei loved pretty shiny things, the elder loved clothes that were practical to take off. So that night he wore a simple indigo under robe, no buttons or intricate ties, he simply wrapped it around his naked body and held it closed.
In his hair, loose and shiny down his back he wore a chain like forehead piece akin to the ones the brother would wear, glittering crystals and yellow gold. He shivered in the amber light as he opened his robe an turned his body back and forth before the copper mirror.
There were little marks along his skin… little blooms, and with the addition of the forehead chain he couldn’t help but think he looked like he was theirs.
The boys barely knocked anymore, it’s how Xue Meng knew it was them.
“A-Meng.”
Flinching, Xue Meng threw the sides of his robe closed but it was already too late.
The elder Mei was in his door way head tilted, hands behind his back and the younger was lounging, slinked against the door frame.
“Love, it breaks our heart when you cover your beautiful body that way.” The younger lamented.
Xue Meng pressed his lips together, biting back a retort, then he let the robe fall open.
Hänxue’s eyes darkened, but perpetually darker, Hanxue’s simply widened.
“Obedience? To what do we owe such a pleasure?”
“Can’t you just take it and not ask questions.” Xue Meng huffed.
“Take what?” The elder murmured, eyes roaming his body indulgently from head to toe. “You must say the words, Ziming.”
Xue Meng swallowed as they swept into his space, the elder circling his body, letting his fingers drag from abs to waist and pressing his lips to the curve of his shoulder where the robe draped and drooped.
The younger came closer into his eye line and Xue Meng was forced to lift his chin, Hanxue pulling him forth by it as until his twitching cock was pressed the younger brother’s above his bed robes.
“Take what?” Mei Hanxue whispered
“Tay-Take me.” Xue Meng finally stuttered.
“How do you want it…” The younger whispered, foreheads close, eyes lidded. “How do you want us?”
But Xue Meng shook his head.
“You have to speak to us, baby…” Hanxue breathed.
“I don’t… I don’t get to decide tonight.”
Hänxue made and chest deep sound of derision. “Don’t be silly Ziming, you should always get to-“
“I want you to just… can’t you just…”
“What?” Hanxue whispered. “Say it.”
“It’s embarrassing I…”
“Ah, Ziming what do you-“
“Just… do what you want! Whatever it is you fantasize about. I want you to do whatever you want to me. I want you to… do it. To let go. ”
There was a short silence in which neither brother spoke or moved. Xue Meng was mumbling in an instant, his head low and his cheeks burning. “Fuck this is so-“
But the younger lifted his chin once more, so very, uncharacteristically serious. “Do you know what you’re suggesting, how dangerous that is my love…”
“You think I’m an idiot? I know what I’m doing.” Xue Meng huffed. “I meant what I said.”
His head was tilted back by the calloused hands of the elder exposing his lovely neck for the younger to trace. “If you are willing to give us all control, we must first think of an out. A word to say should you feel it is too much.”
“When has it ever been less than too much?”
“I mean it.” The elder insisted. “If you are overwhelmed then you should say…”
“Saucy.” Hanxue snorted.
A sudden panic was rising in Xue Meng’s chest. “Will it be so terrifying?”
“Ge is perhaps being too serious. But a safe word is good practice when a man like you is giving up control.”
“What is that supposed to mean you little-“
“I mean as a man who is used to having his own way. It can feel shocking to have it taken from you, no?”
But Xue Meng sighed sinking back into the elders arms and pulling the younger with him by his waist. “It is not as though I have everything I ever wanted. I am lucky, I know this, but I have lost the ability to control my fate before. This is not the same as that. Didn’t you ever… get so tired you just wished someone else would take the reins while you just rode the wave? Just wanted to feel rather than think?”
“All the time.” The younger chuckled.
“Mn.” The elder agreed. “It is… tiring sometimes to hold on to a disciplined mind in a world so chaotic.”
And his younger brother frowned a little, reaching up to brush his brother’s bangs from his eyes. Hänxue closed his eyes and butted his brother’s hand little a stoic little cat.
“Then if it’s okay… maybe I should take the lead tonight.”
“Mm.”
Xue Meng nodded too.
“Ge… play with him as you please, I will make sure you’re both… brought to completion.”
/
“I… f-fuck. I told you t-to do what YOU wanted to do with-“
He was cut short when the elder Mei’s hand met his right ass cheek and before he could complain, curled his fingers up inside Xue Meng, who whimpered.
“A-Meng…” The younger Mei whispered. “Don’t you know we’ve always loved how you lose your mind for us…”
Xue Meng was prone across Mei Hänxue’s naked thighs, his ass canted up by the elder’s limbs and his rosy cheek pressed to the bed. He was all tickled pink from his ears to his ass… I was a wildly arousing image. Mei Hanxue was sat, legs spread upon the wooden stool Xue Meng used to reach the top shelves, a thick… heavy cock in his hands that had the smaller’s heart racing as his elder brother’s own length nudged their lover’s navel.
He didn’t know how such a thickness could ever hope to breach him, up until now he had only ever dared to be penetrated by the elder, who would reach so deep within him that the man saw stars. Yet the stretch while considerable was at least bearable.
As he almost lost himself to his anxiety, to his lust, to his panic, the elder pressed harder against that spot… he rubbed faster, the Sect Leader’s thighs trembling and his back arching as he gasped wispy little whines into thick air.
When he finally let up, Xue Meng was still shaking, eyes lidded as he blinked up at Mei Hanxue who was weeping from his cock just as Xue Meng was.
“He’s ready… so ready for you.” came the elders low confirmation, tracing their lover’s spine and leaving raised hairs behind. “Di… come, stake your claim.”
Mei Hanxue rose up from his stool, shadowing a panting Xue Meng and lay a hand on his reddened ass and leaned over their lover and pressed a quick kiss to his brother’s lips. “Ge… get comfortable for me.”
“Is that an order?”
Mei Hanxue smirked, before leaning in and whispering. “Unless you’d rather not have that smart mouth on your cock?”
A flicker of mirth flooded the elders eyes and he allowed the younger to lift Xue Meng’s hips high enough that the elder could retract his limbs. At the loss of friction, Xue Meng helplessly keened and rolled his hips in search for his skin.
“Don’t worry, baby I’ve got you.” The younger brother murmured.
Xue Meng was dizzy as he was lifted, not able to gain his bearings until he was on his hands and knees between Mei Hänxue’s legs. He raised his watering eyes, letting them wander up that delicious form, the long pale legs, dusted with white gold hair, the long cock taught against his abs, a gorgeous, seductive V to his hips and a waist that almost rivalled Xue Meng’s in its taper. Then a broad chest across which spilt and tundra of golden waves haloing his head, and he blinked down through long lashes and jade eyes that were steady and unshakable as ever.
The intensity of his desire was spilling over, and his brother’s body was pressed to Xue Meng’s back warm and lithe, his three fingers sinking back into his slick hole and the gravel of his voice by his ear did not help the quiver in Xue Meng’s body.
“You remember you word?”
“Yeah…fuck, yes.”
“Does Ge look tempting? A-Meng? Does he turn you on?”
“Hnn.”
“Our beautiful boy… do you wanna taste him?”
“Taste?”
“You remember how we tasted you, hm?” Hand stroking Xue Meng’s chest and the other furling in his ass, Hanxue pressed open mouthed kisses to his sweat pearled nape. “How we made you feel?”
“Y-Yeah…”
The elder Mei began to stroke himself the way his younger brother had earlier, slow measured tugs as their lover watched the pre-cum bead at the head and spill over onto his fist.
It swirled there, luminescent, enticing.
“A- Meng, would you…”
They were cut short, for Xue Meng was clumsily crawling forward, batting the elder’s hand away, replacing it with his own and running the flat of his tongue across the head.
The elder Mei’s hips jolted, turning his head, groaning. And in the shift, the youngers finger slipped free to Xue Meng’s wanton little moans.
“Oh you’re such a good boy.” He breathed, shifting forward once more and gathering their lover’s long, shiny hair, chains glittering into his fist so they may both watch him as he kitten licked at the swollen cock before him. With his own thick shaft bracketed by Xue Meng’s plush, pink ass cheeks he rutted the length against his gorgeously open hole. “Good boy.”
The elder’s hand found the top of their lover boy’s head, and Xue Meng lifted his eyes just before he pushed him down, the younger’s lips falling open as he allowed the intrusion passage as well as he could.
“Fuck… good boy Ziming. You’re so good for us.”
They knew the praise would always embolden him, so it was no surprise Xue Meng hollowed his cheeks and began to perform for them the way a true master would always seek to, the elder’s head rolled back into the pillows as he bobbed.
I wasn’t even necessarily skill that had his teeth gritting. It was the fact it was Xue Ziming, darling of the heavens, so prissy and proper… moaning so shamelessly and staring so determinedly into eyes as his bruised lips glided up and down his cock. Xue Meng refused to give in… even as he choked and spluttered around the throat deep head. He stared into the elder eyes with dark pools of his own and forced his own head back down.
And his Di fucked himself between those gorgeous ass cheeks brow furrowed as he watched his Ge buck beneath those clumsy lips.
“I’m sorry A-Meng I can’t… I can’t anymore…”
The first time Xue Meng lifted his head to screech and it was only because that foreboding thickness was finally breaching him. Despite the stretching it still ached and stung.
He arched his back regardless, pouting back at him as he nuzzled the elder’s cock breathlessly with his cheek.
“Ow… fuck.”
“I’m sorry, fuck I’m sorry. I couldn’t stop.”
“It hurts.”
“Use your word…” Hänxue growled. “If you must.”
“No…”
“A-Meng. Fuck, please-“ Hanxue warned him.
“No. ” he licked drunkenly at the elder’s vein, he rolled his hips back with broken sob, muffled only when he opened his mouth and guided the elder back into that wet heat.
“Nng…” Hänxue grunted.
“So shameless for us…” Hanxue whispered meeting the undulation with a sharp thrust of his own that had Xue Meng shrieking about his brother’s cock. The chains clattered with the force, still tight in Hanxue’s grip. “That’s it, louder for us… let them know how good you are.”
Burning crimson Xue Meng’s fists balled in the gossamer sheets, cheeks stuffed and lips taught as his the man behind let his hair tinkle and tumble over one shoulder, so his fingers could make indents along his hips and his thighs. Soon more little blue flowers would bloom and Xue Meng’s body would be a garden planted and a raised beneath their hands.
Mei Hanxue’s cock had his hole stretched and ruddy, his eyes rolling back each time he thrust in, he lifted his head with a pop and a gasp as his cheeks rippled beneath the building motion. The elder Mei tended to be more cautious in the preparation and a little wilder in the act. His brother tended to take his time in all aspects, revel in Xue Meng’s beauty… his body, his broken words.
But this time he felt like a fox straining at his collar and chain. Struggling against the bounds.
Xue Meng arched his waist, his cheek pressed to the elder’s abdomen as the bed creaked and the frame steadily thumped the wall. Through the slightest sparkling seams of Xue Meng’s eyes he blinked back Hanxue and gasped.
“Let go. I want you to.”
Like final snap of the last tenuous tendon, Mei Hanxue tugged on the younger’s middle one hand around his neck to hold him back against his body as he pulled him up and onto his cock, bottoming out with a guttural cry shared between them. He didn’t give him a second to breath driving into him to his choked out yelps.
Overcome the elder of the two scrambled to his knees, cock in hand, kissing at first their floundering boy before grasping the back of his brother head and bringing their lips together hard, his tongue immediately and unceremoniously invading the younger’s mouth.
It was a vulgar sight, in a way that had Xue Meng’s belly tightening and his dick pulsing beneath the elder’s hand and it moved rapidly over the length between them. And in the end it was… it was far too much.
Xue Meng came like that, gasping, wheezing and tightening around the younger’s cock. The younger bit his brother’s lips as he did so.
“Mm, is he tight Di?”
“Fuck… it’s so good.”
Xue Meng was boneless in his arms… but he kept fucking, Xue Meng over sensitive and sobbing into the elder’s shoulder as he grabbed blindly for his cock too.
“Use your word.” Hänxue whispered. “If it’s too much use the-“
“No. Don’t stop, please don’t stop. Please.”
Then… emptiness… the younger had pulled out. But just as their lover began to beg…
“I can do it! Don’t-“
“Shh baby…” the younger whispered easing him down slowly and then rolling him onto his back the elder lifting his hair so it didn’t tangle and catch uncomfortably. But Xue Meng was beside himself, grabbing for which ever brother he could.
“Don’t stop!”
“Shh, baby we won’t leave you like this… Ge, do you want to… “ The elder accepted a short kiss from the younger, fingers ghosting his jaw before letting his cum soaked fingers sink into the Hanxue’s mouth, the younger blessed with the taste of Xue Meng he had become so accustomed to as he ran his skilful tongue along long, calloused digits.
“Mm, no…” The elder whispered. “It is your turn to fill the Sect Leader tonight.”
He reached down… grasped a cock slightly thicker than his own and guided it back into their whimpering love, pressing in.
The brothers were a mirage above him, two faces… so beautiful, so excessively lurid it felt like a filthy dream that he would wake from blushing.
Xue Meng moaned in unison with the younger… gratuitous moans swallowed by the elder ‘s lips. He was grasping their lover’s thigh, pulling it wider for his brother as he began to plunge back into the shaking form beneath him.
“Am I good?” Xue Meng whimpered. “Is-Is it…”
The elder took his hand and wrapped it rather abruptly around his hot, straining cock. “Do you feel that… look at my brother right now, what do you think?”
Mei Hanxue was indeed dark eyed and near feral as he drove into Xue Meng’s convulsing body with abandon.
“Oh god…” Xue Meng rasped his eyes lolling.
“Stroke him.” The younger gritted out. “Fuck, baby, bring my brother off for me. Make him cum.”
Xue Meng… lost to their whim and grateful to oblige for once in his life, did as he was instructed. Already wet from his spit the glide was easy. He didn’t have the will to tease it out of the elder, it was rough and messy, in time with Hänxue’s hand on his own cock as their tongues as they entwined.
Mei Hanxue had never seen something lovelier in his life… as the moment they came together. Lip locked, his elder grunting and landing thick lines across their lover’s body and arm, Xue Meng gasping through weak staccato spurts.
The younger of the Mei’s didn’t last much longer than them, he pounded into Xue Meng’s poor abused, trigger sensitive hole, burying his head in his shoulder as Xue Meng release a few more quaking, meagre ropes and he buried himself brutally to the hilt… filling him endlessly in return.
/
Xue Meng didn’t come around for another few minutes, when he felt Hanxue’s cock leave him empty.
“It’s okay…” he mumbled, blearily. “You can keep- you can keep going.“
“Ziming… you’re trying to kill yourself.”
“I want you to feel good. I should make you feel good too.”
He was still reeling from the orgasm, the brothers petting his hair and cum splashed stomach to soothe him.
He blinked up at them as the elder dabbed at his tears with a dry cloth. And the younger’s brows were furrowed as he came into focus too.
“Why… all of a sudden are you so…”
“I didn’t know what else to get you.”
The brothers frowned.
“For your birthdays.”
An ache rippled through both brothers in tandem, their hearts filling so rapidly they felt tender and swollen.
“You…” Hanxue whispered.
“I don’t know if I’m good enough to you. I wanted to be good to you tonight.”
“Ziming,” Hänxue whispered. “What on this earth made you feel you were not good to us? The very notion you were willing the hand us control and lay any amount of trust at our feet is enough.”
“You let us love you.” Hanxue agreed. “That is something terrifying in itself.”
“But I don’t… give you anything. I just let you… give to me.”
“Stop.” The younger whispered. “We all know it’s bullshit. We all know what you are willing to do behind closed doors.”
“I…”
“When you sound proofed our curtains so my brother could practice his pipa and I could sleep longer.”
“When you upped the patrols around our rooms so the girls would stop breaking in and disturbing us.”
“You hired another chef so they could cook some more spicy dishes for me without inconveniencing the kitchen.”
“You knew I would forget to eat and sent the food to my room.”
“And so on.”
“Oh.”
“Oh…” The younger echoed.
“Those things feel small to you.” Hänxue whispered, as they tucked him between their chests and drew patterns across his blooming skin. “Just as they feel to us in reverse. But tell me how does it feel when I carry you home and put you in bed whenever you fall asleep at your desk?”
“Or when I sing to you when you wake from a nightmare.”
“It… feels… like a lot.”
“Mm. My love, we are grateful for what you gave us tonight. But a simple kiss and a Happy Birthday would be enou-“
The younger was cut short when a neck craned up and a lingering kiss was left upon his lips.
“Happy Birthday.”
Then he turned his head to the elder and repeated the same sentiments.
“Happy Birthday…”
Suffice to say, it was one of the happiest they ever spent, the most simple… the most serene. Their greatest gift tangled his fingers with theirs as they walked, blushing all the while but determined to push through.
It was more than they could have ever dreamed of.