tw: sexual content
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Yao Shen's mind is too foggy to make sense of Xin Hulei's words at first.
"Ah, do you want to see it now?" Yao Shen asks, lowering his head in silent supplication. "We can just see where, uh, the mood takes us..."
He hopes Xin Hulei will drop the issue, but he feels one hand tightening on his hipbone, and then a light bite to the exposed verterba of his neck. "Show me now."
Yao Shen shivers when the line of heat of Xin Hulei's body disappears from his back, stepping out of the kitchen.
"I don't have my phone," Yao Shen says, patting down his body to illustrate its absence.
He hopes that will make Xin Hulei drop the issue, but moments later he disappears into a flurry of flames, only to reaper seconds later with Yao Shen's phone in hand.
"Here," he says, handing it over to Yao Shen, who unlocks it with his fingerprint like a man registering his digitals at a police station.
With a long suffering sigh, Yao Shen opens the excel file and hands the phone back to Xin Hulei. "Please keep in mind that I made this after you sent me dick picks. I was so horny that I almost brained myself on the bathroom sink trying to wash my hands."
Xin Hulei's half-amused smile disappears the longer he reads. He looks up from the phone and gives Yao Shen a long look from under his lashes. "This is...a very comprehensive list."
Yao Shen swallows dryly. In his defense, he's been a virgin too long -- he's making up for lost time.
"We don't need to do everything on it," Yao Shen says, painfully self-conscious now.
He lowers his head in embarrassment to stare down at his feet. Before he knows what's happening Xin Hulei has thrown his mobile to the sofa and is lifting him up under the thighs.
Yao Shen wraps his arms around Xin Hulei's neck, and his legs around his waist. "What are you doing?"
"Getting started on your very very long list," Xin Hulei says, nipping Yao Shen's bottom lip.
He carries Yao Shen like that all the way to the bedroom, and then drops him on the bed, making him bounce on the mattress.
Yao Shen's breath hitches as he watches Xin Hulei take off his tank top and throw it in the direction of Jincan's terrarium.
"Master, why has everything gone dark? Master?" Jincan protests, his voice tinny and muffled.
"Your Master is about to be really busy," Yao Shen says, chuckling when Jincan curses all ten generations of his ancestors.
Xin Hulei is getting started on removing Yao Shen's own tshirt when Heimao comes running into the room, hissing and spitting.
The noise startles Yao Shen who almost elbows Xin Hulei in the nose.
"What's gotten into him?" Yao Shen asks, confused by Heimao's sudden aggressiveness.
He has jumped up into the bed and is hissing with his spine arched at the two of them.
"That's right, Heimao, protect master," Jiancan says, still muffled by Xin Hulei's tank top.
"I don't think that's what he's doing," Xin Hulei says, picking up Heimao by the back of his neck like a misbehaving kitten.
Heimao goes still in his hold, although he keeps hissing. With his free hand, Xin Hulei picks up Jincan's terrarium, and takes both cat and caterpillar to the living room.
He returns to his bedroom and closes the door in the middle of Jincan's indignant yells.
"I don't think your children approve of our relationship," Yao Shen says, leaning backwards on his elbow and raising one leg up to his chest. "They don't like that you're remarrying."
He can't hold the serious expression for long and breaks into a snort, that has Xin Hulei covering his body with his own, taking his smart mouth in a demanding kiss.
"They'll get used to it," Xin Hulei says, sliding one hand down into Yao Shen's shorts, and gripping his straining cock through the fabric of his boxers. "It would be rude to leave you like this, wouldn't it?"
The rough handling makes Yao Shen let out a moan. He bites his lower lip and nods, giving Xin Hulei permission to go on.
He expects Xin Hulei to divest him of his underwear, but instead he takes away his hand, making Yao Shen keen at the loss of contact.
"Where do you want to start with your list?" Xin Hulei asks, bracing himself with both hands on each side of Yao Shen's prone form and licking up a hot strip over his neck. "Some of the things you wrote there aren't appropriate for beginners."
Yao Shen loops his arms around Xin Hulei's neck, struggling to make himself speak through his embarrassment. "I'm a quick learner."
Xin Hulei smiles, just barely, and starts pulling Yao Shen's shorts and underwear down his thighs. Yao Shen helps by shimming out of it, until they're off and lying somewhere on the floor, in a pile with Xin Hulei's other discarded clothes.
He feels Xin Hulei's gaze on him like a physical touch, and it makes him at once self-conscious and excited.
Self-conscious because no one else has ever seen this much of him, excited because Xin Hulei's dark eyes burn with an inner fire that betrays his own arousal.
It makes Yao Shen frantic to see all of him too. "Off, off," he says, pawing at Xin Hulei's waistband, gracelessly pulling the shorts down his legs.
With a chuckle, Xin Hulei gets rid of them the rest of the way, and then they're both naked.
Yao Shen can't help admiring Xin Hulei's sculpted body, the strength hidden beneath the sleek lines of him. All of him is streamlined, making him look like a tiger who prowls through the forest without making a sound.
His sight is drawn to Xin Hulei's hard cock, standing proud against his defined abdomen. The red, wet, head rests just a few scant centimetres below his bellybutton.
He knew it was big from the photos, but seeing it is another thing.
As if noticing his laser focus, Xin Hulei wraps a loose fist around it, stroking it lazily up and down.
Yao Shen wets his lips involuntarily and the corner of Xin Hulei's lips ticks up.
He walks over towards Yao Shen who is sitting down on the edge of the bed, looking up at him with his eyes wide.
Yao Shen closes his eyes when he feels Xin Hulei's fingers gripping the back of his head, threading through the soft hair on his nape.
He feels something hot and wet bump against his lips, and he parts them on an involuntary gasp.
"Open up," Xin Hulei says, his smooth voice hiding just a hint of authority, that makes another shiver roll down Yao Shen's spine.
He does as he's told and opens his mouth wide to accommodate all of Xin Hulei, keeping his eyes closed and his face turned up in contemplation.
Xin Hulei is gentle with him, feeding him just the tip of his hard cock, letting Yao Shen get used to the size of it. Yao Shen doesn't know what to do with his hands so he tightens his fingers on his knees, digging into his own skin to keep himself grounded.
Xin Hulei's other hand comes up to his cheek, his thumb rubbing back and forth across the flushed skin. "You look so good like this."
His words make Yao Shen flush all over, ashamed at how much he enjoys being praised for something filthy, for standing still and opening his mouth.
The fingers on his cheek drift towards the back of his head, cupping it softly, as Xin Hulei holds his head in place and starts fucking his face gently, shoving more of himself inside Yao Shen's mouth, careful not to let him choke.
Yao Shen tries to make it good too, licking around Xin Hulei's cock with his tongue, chasing the briny taste with his tongue and tightening his lips around the hard shaft, making it a tighter fuck.
Xin Hulei lets out a strangled moan, and Yao Shen can't help opening his eyes, looking up at Xin Hulei's face in barely hidden anticipation.
His fine features are twisted in concentration, his lips curled in a silent hiss and his sharp brows drawn tightly over his humid eyes.
He lets out another moan as soon as Yao Shen's eyes meet his, the speed of his thrusts picking up.
Yao Shen struggles to swallow around all of him, his hands scrambling for purchase on Xin Hulei's hips.
The hands on his head tip him backwards so he can take more of Xin Hulei's cock into his throat. Tears burst around Yao Shen's eyes from the lack of air, it makes him so hard that he's afraid he'll come just from having Xin Hulei fucking his face.
Xin Hulei speeds up yet again, and Yao Shen can tell he's close. Yao Shen trembles in anticipation of feeling him come down his throat, which is why it confuses him when Xin Hulei pulls out from between his tingling lips.