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Lu Feng couldn’t care less that the phone was ringing. He didn’t care who it was. No one and nothing was more important than what he was doing right now.
He was busy. Super busy eating out his beloved’s perfectly delicious asshole. His Xiao Chen was making such beautiful noises, sucking in air and calling out his name in a whiny tone so far gone that he was drooling. Their ringed hands entwined on his stomach, unwilling to let go even in passion. He didn’t even hear the phone ring.
“Lu Feng… Lu Feng.. I can’t, you have to stop. I can’t come anymore,” whimpered Cheng Yichen.
Lu Feng had dragged him back from the lakeside, hands clasped together in the deserted corridors of their dorm building, giddy with love and the promise of forever.
He had pushed him up against the closed door of their dorm, locked tight right then and there, and had sucked his lower lip till Yichen dug his nails in his hands and dragged his head away by his hair. Lu Feng had looked at him like he wanted to eat him alive, like he was angry that he was stopped. He looked at him like he yearned for him even when he already had him in his hands.
Lu Feng hadn’t said anything. He simply coaxed Yichen onto his bed, undressed himself rapidly. He then had proceeded to remove each of Yichen’s clothing, but not before leaving kisses on every piece of exposed skin. He had removed his socks, kissed his ankles, removed his jeans, kissed his knobby knees, removed his sweater and shirt, kissed his nipples and shoulders, Yichen felt that he was being worshipped. It bought tears to his eyes.
“This, is mine, right?” Lu Feng had asked, smiling, looking at his tears gathered at the corner of his eyes.
Yichen had smiled back, had gently lowered his head to kiss him quiet. “Yours Lu Feng. I’m yours.”
“I’m yours too.”
“I already know.” Yichen had laughed. His eyes shining as the ring on his finger, embossed with his love for forever.
Lu had smirked at him, then lowered his head to kiss him senseless. He had kissed every inch of his body, making Yichen sigh and moan in pleasure. Most would think Lu Feng liked receiving pleasure, which was true enough, considering their first time together, but only Yichen knew, he loved making him feel pleasure more. He loved when Yichen got so dazed and needy that he begged. And only then would Lu Feng make love to him.
Lu Feng kissed him slowly, sucked his nipples, laved at them till he cried, then stuck his tongue in his navel, spending a long time there, just breathing him in, Yichen had run his fingers in his hair, and Lu Feng had nuzzled in him, like a baby needing assurance from his parent.
But then his passion had ignited, and he had lowered his head in between Yichen’s legs, finding his cock hard, giving it a loving suck with his mouth, but had navigated lower, kissed his balls one by one, and then had spent his time worshipping that hole beyond, probing his prostate, licking and fingering, till Yichen had come not once but twice, crying out his name again and again, telling him he loved him, spilling on his own stomach and chest. Lu Feng had not let up, murmuring to himself that he’ll have to stay with him forever, they could not part now, they’ll be happy together forever.
They were each other’s first and only loves. He would keep it that way even if he had to do it by hook or by crook.
Coming back to the present, Lu Feng grinned and untucked his tongue out to reply in a raspy satiated voice, “Yes you can, my love, of course, you can."
And then he abandoned his lazy slurping and focused on sliding his tongue in and out, pumping his hand up and down on the only other cock he would touch and pleasure in this lifetime, of course, leaving his own.
(He didn’t really like to touch himself either, he only loved when Yichen touched him with love and reverence, he only liked it when he was inside his Xiao Chen, nothing else, no one else.)
“Come for me Xiao Chen, don’t you want my cock inside you? Come and then you’ll get what you really desire.” He swiped the tip of his cock, and Yichen moaned and spurted all over Lu Feng’s waiting hand for the third time. It was a mess he loved more than anything else. He licked his hand slowly, eyes locked with Yichen’s. Yichen in turn, furrowed his brow as though in pain, but Lu Feng knew, it was because he was far gone in his desire for him, he knew at this point, if he asked him to do anything, Yichen would never deny him.
“You’re never leaving me, Cheng Yichen, I won’t allow it.” Yichen smiled at his stern tone and made grabby hands and said instead, “Come on Lu Feng, come and take me already.”
Turned on beyond what he could handle now, Lu Feng quickly squirted lube on his cock, the bottle kept ready at his knee, and without wasting a second, he pushed inside that tight hole, feeling as though he had already died and gone to heaven.
“Lu Feng…”
“Xiao Chen…”
They both groaned together. Hands holding tight. Yichen’s legs bent near his head, Lu Feng resting his head on Yichen’s knee. For a second, it brought tears in his eyes. He sometimes couldn’t believe this love was his to keep. His to cherish. Forever.
“You have to… stay with me… forever, Xiao Chen, I can’t… I can’t … live without you anymore.” He panted at every thrust he made inside the body he loved beyond his control.
Yichen cried out, his moans high and long. He gripped his hair in his unoccupied hand, and made him look in his eyes and said, “Lu Feng, I love you. I love you. I love you.” Lu Feng couldn’t help it, his tears slipped out. Yichen mouthed at them immediately, sucking his tears on his tongue, binding them together in love, sweat, tears and come.
Lu Feng groaned and picked up his pace, the small bunker bed and his curtain cocooning them in a safe haven, as though inside a womb, like twins connected by an umbilical cord, forever intertwined together like the strands of DNA. Never to be apart, or the consequence would be death itself. For one could not live without the other.
Yichen warned him that he was going to come, and that made him wilder, “Come, Xiao Chen, come on me, paint me with your come, mark me yours forever. Then I’ll do the same for you, yes? We’ll be together forever. No one could tear us apart. Not now, not ever.” He gripped his hand harder, rings digging in their skin, marking them in yet another way. But neither of them felt the pain, they only felt the joy of pleasing their partner, finally coming together and resting in each other’s arms. Their young hearts could only feel the love coursing through their bodies, welding them together in a way the world was not yet ready to understand.
Lu Feng wiped him gently afterwards, using baby wipes he kept by his bedside, so as to not hurt his Xiao Chen’s sensitive skin. Yichen hummed happily and closed his eyes, trusting that he’ll be taken care of. Lu Feng smiled at his satiated lover, delighted when he saw that his eyes were still closed in absolute bliss.
Lu Feng was still inside of him. Yichen knew he liked to stay inside even after making love, so he didn’t say anything. Tonight, he would allow it, tonight, he wouldn’t say it, but he needed it too.
He hummed again, Lu Feng shushed him sweetly, lovingly making sure his Xiao Chen was comfortable in his arms. They both maneuvered so that he could lie down beside him.
Yichen tucked in the inside of the bed near the wall, Lu Feng protectively situated himself on the outside and pulled up the covers, their warmth a yet another shared thing between them both. His curtain was drawn and the door was locked, but he wouldn’t take a chance. No one was allowed to see his Xiao Chen like this. Not now, not ever.
Yichen sighed and wiggled till he felt comfortable, the flaccid cock inside of him making him feel oddly full. He liked the feeling. It made him smile in the privacy of his heart, which already belonged to his beloved who curled around him as a dragon protecting his gold.
Lu Feng gathered his Xiao Chen in his arms, one arm tucked under his head, their ringed hands still held together tightly. He couldn’t bear to let go. He loved the feeling of the cold metal on their fingers, now warmed from their body heat. He caressed the ring on his Xiao Chen’s finger, feeling the grooves of their initials, making him sigh dreamily. He felt his Xiao Chen do the same to his ring, and he leaned on his back, covering him from head to toe, feeling overwhelmed by the love overflowing from his heart.
Tears gathered in his eyes unbidden. He couldn’t help it. His the other snaked through his torso, thumbing his nipple and tucking under Yichen’s armpit, warm and safe. His head snuggled itself in the back of his neck, inhaling his sweet scent of sweat and sex, mixed with his own scent, it made him feel lightheaded.
He felt closer to his Xiao Chen than he had ever felt to anyone else in that moment. His tears slipped silently and disappeared in his Xiao Chen’s hair. It felt right. Everything of his belonged to him anyway.
“Xiao Chen…” He whispered. Yichen hummed, sleepy and happy.
“Don’t ever leave me, please.” He continued.
Yichen smiled and squeezed his arm circled tight around him like vines, like shackles. “Never, but if you leave me, then?” He asked sleepily, wanting to lighten his lover's terrifying honesty.
“I would rather die,”
“Lu Feng!”
“It’s the truth!”
“Ok, ok, ok. Sleep now. No one is leaving. We’ll be together forever.”
“Promise?”
“I promise.” Lu Feng kissed the back of his neck. Yichen slowly drifted off. Lu Feng tightened his hold on him. His heart settled but his brain refused to shut down. He had someone to protect now.
All his life, since before he even knew what love was, he had loved Cheng Yichen. Now, after years, now that he had him in his arms, finally his and no one else’s, he promised himself to guard this love forever. He would not allow anyone to separate them. He would rather die.
He knew who had called him earlier. This late, only his father would dare. He knew what he wanted. Now that he was in college, he was pressuring his son to get engaged with a daughter of his business partner. He scoffed in his head. It would never happen. He would not do it, could not do it. He already given himself to another. His name is Cheng Yichen. His love belonged to Cheng Yichen. His body, his soul belonged to Cheng Yichen. To even think about anyone else would be a betrayal he could not stomach. To even look at another person would be a betrayal to his own heart.
So many have tried to gain his attention, but he only felt annoyed that his time with his Xiao Chen was being invaded. He would not allow anyone to even interrupt their happiness together, let alone try to tear them apart, because to break them apart would be to die.
He already knew his enemies. He just had to plan in a way that protected this love.
Lu Feng slipped his feet in between his Xiao Chen’s, his hold unbreakable and unrelenting, needing the extra connection to him, to feel grounded to here and now. He would not let anyone come in between them.
“Don’t worry, my love, I’ll stay with you forever.” He smiled and planned, his goal clear in his mind, his love safe in his arms. He rested, a sentinel at his beloved’s back.
They were safe together. Forever.