Mixed Robes [FengQing]

Want You *18+*

*yessiree tw for me*

Pinned against the bed, Lian relaxed his body. He knew exactly what was to come and knew enough about it, but was nervous once he was actually in that kind of situation. Even though he technically watched his fathers do it when he was younger, he still didn't have experience with this kind of thing. A strange feeling poked at Lian's inner thigh, about the feel of a sword hilt. With one glance, Lian was struck dumb. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. His strange brain had thought that it was a sword hilt for a split second...

"..." Lian commented. His thoughts were interrupted by Yulan lowering his head to capture Lian's soft lips again, his hands caressing Lian's body. Lian's hands moved to open Yulan's collar, and he slowly split Yulan's robes from there. He untied here and moved there, cautious yet somewhat excited to some extent. Yulan was also working on Lian's robes, untying them with purpose. Soon, the both of them were pressed close, robeless. Yulan gently spread Lian's legs with one hand. He silently marveled at the sight below his eyes for a moment, then shook his head. He moved himself down, setting himself in between Lian's legs. Lian's face turned hot at the unfamiliar position he was in and he closed his eyes. Yulan chuckled, a hint of teasing in his tone.

"Don't make fun of me... Wait what are you-" The rest of Lian's sentence turned into a quiet whimper. Yulan had silently entered a finger and was now moving to add another. Lian shakily raised his arm to reach Yulan.

"What..." Lian couldn't even finish his second word before he was rudely interrupted by an impatient Yulan violently taking out his fingers and cautiously lining himself up by Lian's entrance. It hadn't even been an hour, and Yulan had gotten used to his male body. It had terrified Lian that Yulan was able to adapt so quickly. 

Lian's breath hitched as Yulan slowly entered him. That burning thing felt so foreign and so strange, but remembering that it was Yulan, he relaxed himself to the best of his ability. Yulan wasn't even two-thirds finished before he was caught in place. The girth of Yulan's cock throbbed within Lian as he panted. Lian gripped Yulan's arm, subtly shaking his head. Yulan lowered his head to wetly kiss Lian's parted lips, taking everything slowly. Yulan would not force Lian. It would take as long as it needed to. Lian didn't even know that he could relax even more when Yulan continued to enter Lian. Lian gasped painfully as Yulan finally pressed his hips against Lian's, and seamlessly joined. It felt like Lian was penetrated by a burning hot iron rod, but he dealt with it, telling himself that it would get better. 

To Lian's surprise, Yulan began to move. Yulan took the utmost care to be gentle, even if it didn't match up to his desires. He didn't want to hurt Lian. He pulled out a little bit, then thrust in very gently. Whines escaped Lian's throat with every thrust Yulan made, and he held Yulan. Still, it wasn't enough for the both of them.

"Yu-er... you don't have to hold back," Lian whispered. Yulan looked at Lian with a concerned expression.

"You sure?" Yulan asked. Lian threw his head back with an exasperated expression on his face.

"Nine heavens, what are we going to do if you hold back this much? Just stop this instant? You have no idea how much I want you," Lian groaned. That last line came unanticipated and freely. A strange light shone in Yulan's eyes. 

"I want you as well," Yulan said with a small smirk. He fixed their positions very slightly, and Lian barely felt anything shift between them. He lifted one of Lian's legs over his shoulder and began to rapidly fuck Lian. His cock roughly slid in and out of Lian, rubbing mercilessly at his inner walls. Gasping for breath, Lian lifted two shaky fingers and drew a seal in the air, casting a soundproof barrier over the room. Once he was done, he gripped Yulan's arm with one hand and clutched the bed sheets with the other.