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thud thud thud...
Was the only sound that could be heard through the forest, dark footprints being left behind on the sandy floor. The bottom of the hem, of this plain, yet elegant white robe kept swaying in the dirt, gradually turning dark brown.
Xie Lian heaved a sigh after a long day dealing with a task Jun Wu assigned to him, running around in the human realm, trying to get any information he could possibly get. Being relieved that he can soon take a rest, he continued on his way to Paradise Manor with a determined mind.
After some time, he noticed specks of a red hue in the distance, signalling him, that he's getting nearer and nearer to his destination. A small smile slowly adored his lips as his walking got steadier. His long hair swayed slightly in the refreshing breeze, as did his robe.
"Good evening your Highness, the Crown Prince!" was what he heard when he entered the Ghost Realm. Xie Lian gave the ghost a small nod, acknowledging the greeting with a warm smile - "Good evening" he replied in a low voice.
He continued on his way, greeting several more ghosts while doing so. It's been a long time since he got greeted by so many people, all referring to him as the 'Crown Prince'. After the fall of his Kingdom, Xianle, barely anyone remembered him and his good deeds, all of this gradually fading into obscurity.
But there was one who remembered him, believed in him, adored and worshipped him like the god he was; and it was Hua Cheng. Not once has he left his side, not once has he ever made him feel less than what he deserves, not once has he stopped loving him. And Xie Lian was oh so grateful for that - having someone by his side to share his everything.
With that in mind, he opened the huge doors to Paradise Manor, shortly after, looking for his beloved. He carefully peaked into a few rooms until he found him in their shared bedroom. "San Lang" he called out. San Lang turned around and a smile immediately found its way onto his lips. "Welcome back, gege" he replied and slowly walked towards Xie Lian, the chains on his clothing jingling beautifully, then embracing him in a warm, gentle hug.
"Are you tired?" he asked. "Not really" Xie Lian replied, "but i would appreciate some quality time with you" he grinned. A flash of certainty and darkness hued Xie Lians eyes. Hua Cheng smirked, slowly drawing back from the neck he nestled his face in not long ago. "You ask, you shall receive, my Prince" he said and wrapped his strong arms around Xie Lian's petit waist, leaning in to kiss his beloved after a long day.
Hua Cheng's strong hands found their place on his hips, slowly drawing circles on the sore skin below. Despite having several layers of robes on him, Hua Cheng's touch still left a tingling sensation on Xie Lians skin - shooting through his veins like electricity. Xie Lians arms found their way around Hua Chengs neck, his fingers threading through soft strands of his onyx hair.
Their mouths fit perfectly onto each others. Xie Lian let out little gasps which Hua Cheng swallowed up right after. The fingers in Hua Chengs hair tightened, pulling him in even more - if that was even possible with how close they already were. Without looking back, Hua Cheng guided Xie Lian towards their king sized bed - Xie Lian trusted him blindly. As soon as his calves met the edge of the bed, Xie Lian stumbled down.
As strong as Hua Cheng was, he had no troubles lifting Xie Lian up bridal style and scooting him over to the middle of their very spacious bed. Xie Lian let out a gasp of surprise, each day anew getting hit with the fact how strong his beloved actually his — for him to lift him up as if he's a mere feather. He giggled, and drew him in with another smile.
Hua Cheng leaned down, decorating Xie Lians cheeks with soft kisses, one after another, caressing his forehead, temples, nose and finally his jaw and neck with the presence of his lips' touch — lingering. He leaned up, glitter decorating his eyes as he looks down, seeing his prince sprawled out like that — his ebony hair flowing into all directions; his lips rosy from all the kissing; and his eyes glowing with unspoken emotions that he doesn't need to voice out for Hua Cheng to understand, because simply put; to Hua Cheng, Xie Lian was like an open book, easy to read- yet deep and oh so special, a treasure only accessible to Hua Cheng.
He let his hands slide across Xie Lians robes, sliding each layer off with care but still discarding them to an irrelevant side. After ridding Xie Lian off his robes, he does the same, throwing away his clothes indifferently. Xie Lian reached out his arms towards Hua Cheng, signalling him to lean down again — and who was he to not do that. As soon as he was in tangible proximity, he once again slid his arms around his neck, and drew him in to another kiss.
Hua Chengs right hand slid to Xie Lians jaw, caressing it with the utmost care. His left hand was next to Xie Lians waist, holding up his weight as to not crush him (he probably wouldn't anyways, because let's be real, we all know Xie Lian could also lift Hua Cheng as if he wouldn't weight a thing, easily). After kissing for as long until Xie Lian ran out of breath, Hua Cheng took the opportunity to slide down his body and smother kisses onto any other place he worshipped on Xie Lians body - his neck, his shoulders, his collar bones.
While tracing down, he lingered at Xie Lians chest, gently sucking and biting down into his fair and pearly skin — gradually coloring his chest a fading crimson. His hands found their place on Xie Lians thighs, drawing invisible circles.
Hua Cheng moved his face over to one of Xie Lians nips, giving it kitten licks, suckling on it and gently biting it. Xie Lian huffed out little moans at that, his eyelids fluttering close, his head slowly drawing back into the pillow underneath.
And needless to say, Xie Lian felt loved. Hua Cheng always makes sure to pamper his prince with kisses, cuddles and endless love — his care never faltering whatsoever. He fought too hard to let it all slip away. It's his eternal promise — to protect, love and care for Xie Lian until the end of time; a prayer he has put his whole being into and he be damned to hell and worse shall he ever not uphold for the reason he lives for.
Xie Lian closed his eyes, drawing in deep breaths, letting himself fall into the abyss of peace, contentment and the overflowing feeling of love. Hua Cheng rendered in it, swallowed everything Xie Lian had to offer and frankly speaking, it was enough for him. Enough to suck it all up and give it back to him tenfold. He felt lucky, so unbelievably lucky, to have this chance of holding the crown prince in hims arms, to be able to cherish him with everything he has. A miracle, he thinks, to know his love is returned by his one and only.
Once his nips had enough attention and turned a peachy pink, Hua Cheng delivered open mouthed kisses down Xie Lians stomach. Xie Lians dick laid open in the cold, twitching more and more once Hua Cheng reached lower and lower.
His lips brushed against his tip, Xie Lian sucking in a heavy breath, anticipating Hua Chengs next moves. And boy, he did not disappoint. Hua Cheng gave his head kitten licks, before engulfing it with his lips, the tip of his tongue tickling the slit.
Hua Cheng could feel Xie Lians dick pulsating around his lips, gradually sucking it like a lolly pop (not that lolly pops were even a thing back then but that is to be ignored). Little moans and whimpers left Xie Lians throat, one after another; his hand tucking softly at a few of Hua Chengs strands.
Hua Cheng proceeded to take in even more of Xie Lians dick, the tip of his head hitting the back of his throat and needless to say, Xie Lian started to see stars. Constant and comfortable warmth kept on surrounding him, he was reveling in it.
He sucked on it like his life depended on it, the bitter taste of pre-cum slowly starting to spread across his tongue. He moaned around the heavy weight in his mouth, sending vibrations down Xie Lians length; and Xie Lian? he surely felt it crawling up and down his spine.
"S-san Lang, enough" he breathed out; stopping it before the heat in his abdomen would explode. Hua Cheng looked up, slowly withdrawing from swallowing him and leaving it alone, reddish and swollen, with a 'pop'. Instead, he kissed and marked the surrounding skin of his groin.
He withdrew his face once he felt marking Xie Lians skin was enough for now. He snipped with his fingers to summon one of their lubricant bottles — from where in their bedroom though, no idea. They had all kinds of things scattered around in drawers here and there, this and that in their closet.
Hua Cheng poured some amount on his fingers, warming it up before coming near Xie Lian. "Ready, my love?" he asked, his voice low, loving. Xie Lian looked up at him, a faint blush adoring his cheeks, he nodded. "Yes, I am" he breathed out. He angled his legs, having them on each of Hua Chengs side, caging him inbetween them. "Perfect" he exclaimed before he carefully spread some of the lube around his hole, easing him into whats about to come.
"I'm ready, San Lang. You can enter one" he didn't need to be told twice. He inserted one of his fingers into him, doing his best not to hurt him. Xie Lian sighed, relaxed and relishing in that feeling of finally having something of his husband so close inside of him. Hua Cheng twisted and curled his finger, not having any troubles of finding the spot he's been looking for.
Xie Lian let out tiny moans, feeling his length hardening more and more each time Hua Cheng brushed against that sensitive spot inside of him. He took his sweet time preparing him with one finger, until he deemed him ready and pushed in a second. Xie Lian sucked in a breath, his eyelids closing, laying there bare and enjoying every moment of it. Again, he twisted and curled his fingers, slowly also spreading them apart, stretching Xie Lian even more.
Somewhere inbetween, Xie Lian started to bite his lips instead — gnawing on them until they were blood shot red. It looked pretty on him, is what Hua Cheng thought. "Let me hear you, your Highness" he said and pressed against that one spot. He sucked in another moany breath, his hands flying to the scattered blanket that was underneath him, trying to find leverage of any kind.
Hua Cheng smiled, leaning down towards Xie Lians chest once again - and suckling on one of his rosy nubs. Xie Lians lips parted, his head slowly pressing back into the soft pillow he was laying on. " 'nother, San Lang" he pressed out. Hua Cheng looked up and didn't waste time to do as he was told — and so he inserted a third finger. The stretch was delicious in a way Xie Lian was reveling in it. His toes, sore from having walked the whole day, pressed into the mattress, lifting his knees a little more.
Once Hua Cheng felt it was enough torture of his nub, he got up and slid his thumb along Xie Lians shaft, feeling the pulse, massaging the red and swollen — with pre-cum leaking — head of his. Xie Lian tried his best not to squish Hua Cheng between his legs, but it soon turned out to be quite useless.
"San Lang, please please please, I'm ready" he squealed, in hopes of Hua Cheng letting go and not coming so embarrassingly soon. Thankfully, he heard the desperation and withdrew his hands. Xie Lian was twitching, clenching on nothing but cold air. Hua Cheng grabbed the lube and squeezed a fair amount on his own length. He completely forgot how hard he has gotten himself and finally pays it some attention — head dark red and pulsing uncomfortably.
"Alright, my love" he paused — "going in now." Xie Lian nodded, awaiting the needed intrusion. Hua Cheng leaned down, guiding his member to Xie Lians hole and finally, slowly pushing in. Xie Lian took deep breaths, slinging his arms around Hua Cheng once again and pulling him atop of him. He didn't move, and rather stayed like this to let Xie Lian adjust, caressing his waist in a soft manner.
After a short moment, Xie Lian nudged him to start moving, "you can move now". Hua Cheng leaned down, kissed him, and started — dragging his shaft halfway out and pushing right back in again; building up a slow and steady rhythm. Xie Lian whimpered, feeling the drag against his walls — stretchy, delicious, sweet. Hua Cheng tried to look inbetween them; tried to catch a glimpse of where they're so tightly connected. His long, blushing shaft glistening with lube and pre-come breaching that tiny ring of muscle again and again.
Xie Lian pushed his legs around Hua Chengs waist, giving him even more space and allowing him to roll into him in new angles. This seemed to be it, when Xie Lian suddenly let out a loud moan, signalling Hua Cheng to have hit the spot dead on. He clenched tightly around him, making Hua Cheng grunt. He bit his lips, his eyebrows furrowing, trying not to hit it too often — he wanted to take his sweet time, because where's the fun in doing it so quickly.
Slowly but surely, little drops of sweat were forming on their bodies, the bedroom fogging little by little, the smell of sex spreading steadily. They were far from being exhausted yet, though. Hua Cheng took it upon himself to push Xie Lians legs onto his shoulders, holding his thighs and squishing them together, resulting in Xie Lians hole also becoming a tad bit tighter.
Xie Lian moaned, a new delicious type of drag inside of him. Hua Cheng bit his lips, taking in the view of how Xie Lian seems to swallow him so wholly. He made sure to embed it into his mind; his memory — cherishing every single moment he gets to stay like this. His hands went back to his thighs, sliding his fingers and palm across his smooth skin; meanwhile kneading the flesh in hopes of being able to reduce the soreness of his muscles.
Xie Lian felt his muscles relaxing, laying pliant on the huge bed and taking everything Hua Cheng has to offer. It was such a nice feeling; being railed 7 ways to heaven (he can assure that even heaven itself is nothing compared to how majestically Hua Cheng makes him feel) and knowing that with Hua Chengs care, he wouldn't have to be too worried about getting cramps in his legs or feet — Hua Cheng is always there to massage or kiss it away.
He cherished moments like these, since it wasn't that often that they had the time to do things where they could fully commit to each other. There's always either someone causing trouble in the Ghost Realm, which Hua Cheng needs to attend to or Jun Wu giving Xie Lian a shit ton of work to do - may it be investigating in the Human Realm or Ghost Realm; though even if he needs to investigate something in the Ghost Realm, he still didn't have the time to pay his husband a visit - tragic, i know.
But he doesn't see the need to complain, because at the end of the day, he comes home to endless love, care and mindblowing sex. Really, he couldn't ask for more. It's still beyond him how he went from cultivating for so long, coming up with lies on how he can't get erect to craving Hua Chengs touch, in more than one way, nearly every second of the day. He doesn't question it further than that though, because fairly speaking, he would NOT trade it for anything in this world. He would be a fool if that was the case — nothing he would be too proud of if that ever happened.
Slowly, Xie Lian could feel this bubbly feeling rising inside of him. So he wanted, wanted and wanted . "San Lang, harder please?" he moaned out. And so, Hua Cheng did. He changed from long, slow and passionate to short and powerful thrusts, and yet still mostly avoiding his prostate on purpose. Xie Lians shaft was slapping against his abdomen in rhythm with the new profound thrusts. The head turning an angry red, crying for pity for being neglected so long.
Not that Hua Cheng changed anything about it. He kept his pace and his hands on Xie Lians thighs, sometimes alternating to hold his hips. His grasp was rough, and yet still held this careful undertone in the tips of his fingers. Xie Lian could feel it though, could feel the sparks circulating through his whole body, drowning in it, alongside with the rising pleasure he could feel won't hold on forever, slowly but surely reaching it's peak.
He kept going as is. Yet Hua Cheng still refused to hit that little bundle of nerves inside of him that would soon flow over. The desperation was not only visible in Xie Lians moans, but also in the way he clenched around Hua Chengs length, trying to get the friction he so needed.
"S-San Lang" he whimpered. "Shh, i know, i know" was what was given to him as an answer. Much to Xie Lians demise, he stopped moving. "Mh why did you stop" he pouted, but it was short lived when Hua Cheng quickly grabbed a pillow, slid it under Xie Lians back and repositioned inside of him.
With new found fervor, Hua Cheng finally stopped purposely avoiding his prostate and gave in to the sweet pleasure. Xie Lian moaned and moaned, whimper after whimper leaving the confines of his throat. The hot, bubbly feeling steadily rising to the top.
" 'm coming soon" he lisps and when he thought they would continue just like that, he was quite wrong. Hua Cheng opted for reaching one of his hands to the front, grabbing Xie Lians length and squeezing the base of it. Xie Lian whined, "mm no" — his legs became tense, as did his abdomen. His shaft turned a dark red all over, his tip turning the tiniest bit of purple. "Hold on a little longer, love. Can you do that?"
Who was he kidding, he didn't cultivate for more than 800 years to let all of that go in vain. And so he did, held onto the merest ounce of self-control he still had in him and his pleasure filled brain — his mind fogging up infinitely.
"Y-yes" he was able to get out even though, quite literally, he's fucked out. Hua Cheng leaned down, crept his face into Xie Lians neck and sucked on any piece of skin he was able to get. Xie Lian was a goner at this point. His neck was decorated as if it was a canvas, only for Hua Cheng to paint on (he loved it, no questions asked — let him paint whatever he wanted, he didn't care, but get that godforsaken handwriting away from him. Before he lets him paint him with words, he would have to go through at least 500 writing lessons from Xie Lian, most personally — he wouldn't voice it out directly though, he would try to twist his words in a nice way).
Once the skin on his neck was filled like a flower field, Hua Cheng withdrew his hand from Xie Lians base and rather flicked and pinched the other nib of his he hasn't touched at all today yet. Safe to say, that was also the last straw before Xie Lian let go of everything and painted both of their stomachs with white robes. He saw stars - to say the least - and simultaneously clenched around Hua Cheng, pushing him over the edge too, feeling sticky warmth spread through him.
They were sweating, several parts of their bodies blown red and moreover - they were out of breath, actually only Xie Lian, because Hua Cheng didn't need to breathe anyways. Hua Cheng slipped out of him - his cum leaking onto the bed sheets - and plopped next to Xie Lian, lightly caressing his stomach. He kept his eyes closed, trying to regain his breath and clear his foggy mind.
Hua Cheng, meanwhile, plastered pecks to Xie Lians jaw and cheek, giving him all the time he needs to come down from his high. Xie Lian needed a little longer, so Hua Cheng used that time to get a wet towel, wipe his prince clean and drawing a warm bubble bath, scented with lavender. He went back after doing so, by that time, Xie Lian was fine again.
"I drew a bath for you with your favorite scent" he said, laid down next to him and massaged Xie Lians hips before he picked him up with ease and carried him bridal style into the spacious bathroom. He slowly slid down behind Xie Lian into the big bathtub, making sure that Xie Lian was comfortably seated on his lap. That he surely was, he leaned his head back onto Hua Chengs shoulder and stayed afloat.
"How are you feeling? Anything sore?" he asked concerned. Xie Lian smiled, "Im feeling awesome, my legs are just a little sore still." he said and Hua Cheng immediately massaged his legs.
Hua Cheng washed him before he did so himself. After staying in the bathtub for who knows how long, they got out. Hua Cheng dried Xie Lian and himself and also helped him put on sleeping robes for him (he got them specially tailored for Xie Lian).
Like the gentleman Hua Cheng is, he also carried him back to bed and draped the freshly changed sheets over him. Nuzzled perfectly into the bed, Hua Cheng spooned him and whispered sweet nothings into Xie Lians ear - and Xie Lian, smiling to himself, gradually drifting into a deep, deep slumber.
"I love you, my eternal love" did he whisper to the already asleep Xie Lian, before he also closed his eyes and drifted off into slumberland.