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The fine curtains billow in the dawn breeze, like raven waves on porcelain skin, whose owner of such hair reverently kissed that skin, as if afraid of breaking it, his beloved, his light; his God, his...
"Wife..." he murmurs, tracing his moist lips over the blushing porcelain on a cheekbone.
A small whine sounds along with the silk sheets moving slightly.
"Mmh..."
Hua Cheng smiles, pulling away just enough to see the most beautiful face in the Three Realms, which he can see for the last time that day and, of course, when he wakes up, and even dream of him and not wake up panicking or sad about it. Because he's here. If he decides to sleep, when he wakes up, he'll be there.
"Good morning, my love..." he murmurs something hoarse, "How is my wife?"
Xie Lian purses his lips in a small pout of embarrassment before pulling the sheet up to cover his face. His husband laughs.
So adorable
"I'm... fine... and you?" he asks, his voice a little high-pitched due to embarrassment under the sheet.
His smile widens as he leans a little closer, feeling his raven locks slide over his bare shoulders. Gently, he brushes the opposite side of the sheet with his fingertips before replacing them with his lips, kissing reverently and leaving blush in his wake, dyeing meadows of lavenders, lilies, roses, camellias, carnations, tulips...
Oh... come to think of it... last night he dyed this beautiful canvas again and dressed it in spring.
He created nebulas with his grip and started fires with his lips, writing verses with his sharp tongue, stripped of all shame even in such a situation, unlike the one who thought that sheet is a shield.
"Come on, my love... are you going to deprive your husband of seeing the sun?" he asks, deliberately brushing his lips against the reddish-snowy skin.
"Look out the window." Xie Lian murmurs against his wrist, still under the sheet.
And he, obedient husband and meek ghost king; looks out the window. They're spending a few days at the Puqi Shrine. It's quite early and not harvest season, so there's nothing to see either. Besides, you can see that massive luminous spheroid of plasma through that window during the afternoon, not at morning. He sees the curtains fluttering, the light filtering in and illuminating fluff or whatever that is. The sky is blue, pink, pistachio green, I don't know, we don't know. Is that cloud shaped like a guqin? Damn, nature is impressive, hats off to you for being able to form this union of atoms he have at his side. Thank you, Mother Nature, you're the best. God bless you with few children and many attempts. I don't know what he's thinking, what I'm thinking... he's going crazy. The weather is good, and his wife more.
“I already looked.” he replies, returning his gaze to what truly important is, resting his chin on his hand as he takes one of Xie Lian's. “But I don’t see any sun there… or anything that interests me in general. I’d rather look at you,” he pouts in amusement, gently pushing his body against the older's playfully. “Gege…" he whines, giving another little push. “Come on, my love…”
A whine from under the sheets is heard before a pair of bright eyes appear alongside the furrowed brow.
"Mmh..."
With his free hand, he gently strokes the now-visible forehead, parting a few strands of dark hair so he can comfortably place his lips on Xie Lian's forehead.
"Thank you, Your Highness," he thanks softly. He shifts a little more comfortably, on his side, and intertwines his fingers between the opposite ones gripping the sheet, allowing him to release it completely and, thanks to that, bring their joined hands closer to his lips. "I missed my wife's face," he smiles against the opposite knuckles before kissing them. "My Gege..." he whispers. "My lovely wife." He whispers softly, sliding his lips to the opposite wrist before kissing it tenderly. "My prince..." He kisses the forearm. "My light..." He croons, letting go of the opposite hand to place his own on the pillow. "My love..." He kisses a shoulder. "My God..." He murmurs against the junction of shoulder and neck before moving up a little and placing a wet kiss on the jaw. "My beloved." He whispers, bringing a hand to the flushed cheek and tenderly caressing it with the back of his index finger.
"So many titles... " the titled man laughs as he wraps his arms around his husband's shoulders, brushing the marks on the shoulder blades with his fingertips as he tilts his head on the pillow to the side before capturing his lover's lips in a soft kiss.
Oh my, I want more of his marks...
"My Xie Lian..." he whispers against the named lips before kissing them softly again.
Xie Lian laughs, breaking the kiss that could have been described as a peck.
"My San Lang." he croons, opening his eyes and gazing with great love at the other's gaze. He raises one of his hands to the back of Hua Cheng's neck and caresses the area with his ring finger. "My precious and wonderful San Lang." he murmurs, closing his eyes and returning his lips to those of the other.
The petals of a single flower dance with a slow, gentle rhythm before a gust of wind knocks them off balance and even carries a few petals away, like now, when Hua Cheng's smile breaks the kiss and draws a sigh from Xie Lian as he runs his fingertips down his body until he finds a place to settle on the curve of his waist.
Xie Lian opens his eyes and arches an eyebrow, pursing his lips in surprise and confusion before they part and he exhales when a thumb lightly presses the skin.
"Mmh... what's wrong, Gege?" Hua Cheng asks, feigning innocence as he curls his lips into a sly smile, rubbing his thumb over the area.
Xie Lian only manages to close his eyes and tilt his head while his legs unconsciously buckle as his abdomen contracts.
"You marked a lot..." he whimpers, settling under Hua Cheng's body.
"Oh..." he murmurs, his smile widening. Hua Cheng leans his face towards Xie Lian's neck, wrapping them both in his raven locks. "But I wasn't the only one, was I?" he teases, his voice very soft before opening his mouth and pressing it against Xie Lian's skin before closing it and sucking gently. "You had a good time too." he whispers, running his lips down the length of the neck until he ends at the collarbones, placing a kiss on the silhouette of the bone. He rubs his temple against Xie Lian's jaw until he opens his eyes. Hua Cheng stops torturing Xie Lian's waist to run both hands down his lower back as he repositions himself between his bent legs. He rests his chin on Xie Lian's chest and smiles at him again, mischievously and playfully. "Did you file your nails properly, kitty?"
Xie Lian opens his mouth, almost indignant, and taps him on the forehead with his index finger. Before he can move his hand away, Hua Cheng grabs it and begins to spread kisses over each of his fingers.
When he's satisfied, he releases his hand and leans his face to kiss his wife's porcelain-like yet reddish skin, returning to his collarbones, tracing it with his tongue before moving down along the line of his sternum.
Like a meadow blooming in spring, Xie Lian's hair stands on end at Hua Cheng's touch.
As he cups Xie Lian's aist, Hua Cheng continues to descend until his head rests on the hip beneath him.
He raises his gaze with a mischievous smirk. Xie Lian covers his eye with his raven hair.
"Hey!" he protests, squeezing his thumbs against the waist.
But he can pout and whine all he wants, Xie Lian refuses to take his hands off his husband's face and see all the shame staining his face.
Hua Cheng drops his head against the skin of the soft belly and begins to whimper and whine in protest, also rubbing his thumbs on either side of his waist in reprimand, making Xie Lian squirm.
Xie Lian sighs and moves his hands to his lover's shoulder blades, urging him to move up.
Hua Cheng obeys happily but without undoing the pout on his lips. Xie Lian taps the tip of his nose with an index finger before deep in thought, tilting his face slightly to the side while wrapping strands of raven hair between his fingers.
Looking at Hua Cheng as if he were the most beautiful thing in the world, the most precious thing... And he is. He really is. He still can't believe he's there, that they're together... that he... believed in him when no one else did. He just stares at his face, his hands still tangled in raven strands stroking his jaw. Just looking at him, his mind empty and his heart full.
Hua Cheng's eye move restlessly, constantly dilating. The need to kiss his wife grew even more.
"Well, uhm... did you file your nails properly or not?" he stammers, somewhat flustered by the silent attention, suppressing a grimace as he realizes again that he's still a little uncomfortable looking... analyzed, nude, vulnerable.
Xie Lian furrows his brow and lips, making curl with one of his fingers and tugging at it slightly.
"I didn't file my nails, I was just signing," he croons softly, bringing a raven strand to his lips. "Signing what's mine." whispers, kissing slowly and reverently more strands before returning his hands to the nape of Hua Cheng's neck.
And he, almost faints.
"Then sign for me as many times as you want, because I will too." he murmurs, lowing his voice. "I also will give you offerings. All that you ask for, in any form and color, origin and destination." he mumbles softly, his chest throbbing against Xie Lian's. "I will always be your devoted husband." He whispers, his eye tracing his bare shoulder. Hua Cheng leans in, his lips brushing against Xie Lian's. "I will always be your most devoted believer, my beloved God."
Another soft gasp escapes Xie Lian's lips as Hua Cheng continues to tease him. He smiles teasingly against his skin, darting his tongue out to taste his lover. He's so sweet, so delicious... he wants to hear more of his adorable sounds.
He begins to kiss up and down his neck, nibbling and sucking at his flesh until it begins to rosy.
He hums contentedly as his hands move over his bare torso, unable to stop smiling. He feels Xie Lian tremble under his touch, his chest heaving with some agitation.
He wants to elicit the sound from his lips, to melt at his touch.
His lips wander downward, to the sensitive spots on his neck and collarbones. Kissing adoringly, leaving light marks in their wake and recoloring the previous ones. He hears Xie Lian whimper softly.
His warm breath against the God's skin, his lips traveling over the sensitive spots on his neck. He feels him twitch slightly at the touch. That small moan from before was so beautiful... He wanted to hear it again...
Hua Cheng's fingers brush against his skin delicately, soft touches that are barely felt, but that make Xie Lian shiver. Continues kissing and nibbling at his neck, his teeth gently grazing the skin.
Xie Lian keeps his eyes closed and lips parted, letting out small moans and sighs. Each sound travels to Hua Cheng's core, and he moves his attentions up to the jaw, kissing the cheekbone and going from peck to peck to the corner of his lips.
His body involuntarily presses against Xie Lian, his face close to his, his lips barely touching the other's.
Gods, Xie Lian makes him so weak.
"Sign me." Xie Lian croons, his voice slightly tipsy. Filled with joy, drunk with love as his hands continue to play with the raven locks.
Hua Cheng tilts his head, his forehead brushing the tip of his nose as he lets out a laugh.
"Oh? You want an autograph?" he asks playfully, raising his head again to look into Xie Lian's eyes. "As you wish. How do you want me to sign it?" he murmurs, his voice low but full of mischief.
The hand on his thigh slowly rises to rest on his hip. He shudders at the feeling of the legs rubbing against him and lets out a low moan as Xie Lian gently strokes the scars on his back. His hand continues down, running over his hip, leaving a trail of tickles in its wake.
Feeling Xie Lian's legs against his sides again, Hua Cheng growls, lowering his head to the crook of the neck.
"Oh, are you getting demanding, Your Highness?" he murmurs warmly against his neck, moving slowly over it, gently pushing Xie Lian's knee away. He nuzzles into his favourite temple after feeling his hands on his marked back again. His own hand slowly trails down the other leg. "Mmh... I'll sign you... In fact, I'll prove to you once again that I belong to you," he says softly, trailing kisses down his neck, slowly moving down to his chest. "Just like you belong to me." he whispers against his skin, his voice muffled by it.
Xie Lian, at that moment, didn't know whether to repent or not, whether to laugh or cry. His body was still sensitive, and the previous attentions had almost made him lose his mind and consciousness. And now he asked for even more!
A wet caress near a terribly sensitive area makes him bring a hand to his lips, preventing a high-pitched, probably off-key whimper from escaping.
Hua Cheng chuckles softly against the pink skin, enjoying the reactions. He gently moves Xie Lian's hand away from his mouth, pinning it against the bed. He begins kissing his neck again, distributing kisses until he returns to his chest.
"Please don't hold back. I want to hear you, Gege. I want you to feel everything. Besides, don't you think I've already heard... several obscene sounds? Much louder? Higher-pitched and embarrassing?" he murmurs teasingly, a small chuckle against his skin. His hand brushes against his inner thigh, making Xie Lian shudder again. "I love everything about you, absolutely everything. Please let me adore you, my love. Give yourself to me again. Allow me to take care of you again."
And with a new dance, but one bound to be renewed, the rain nourished the flowers and promised an eternal spring under a blanket of stars.