The laughter and the feeling of weightlessness takes his breath away. He holds onto Mingjue, his arms around his neck, despite knowing that his weight is next to nothing for the other man to carry. But he is quickly growing fond of holding him.
And the fact that Mingjue allows him that luxury makes it difficult for him to think.
Thankfully, once they are on the bed, instinct takes over and he straddles the other man, grabbing a bottle of oil. The bottle nearly slips from his fingers when he hears that he is...accepted...? His expression should be familiar - one of wonder and hesitant hope.
"Whether you marry or not, you have me." Meng Yao kisses the other man softer, sealing his promise with tenderness. It's important that Mingjue know he is willing to walk with him on whatever path his life dictates. There will be no jealousy and no cause for Mingjue to feel frustrated or torn.
Laughter is a rare thing for Nie Mingjue these days. But A-Yao manages it, and is treasured for that along with all his other skills. He likes the feeling of this man in his arms.
Being straddled like this has him shudder, blood burning and arousal hot and hard between them. But ignored for the moment as he sees and recognizes that familiar vulnerable expression.
He answers the soft kiss with one of his own, answering the promise with one of his own. "I will not abuse you, A-Yao." Rough, gruff, irritable, yes. But not abuse.
"You never have." he has grown fond of Mingjue's gruff responses. Underneath that irritability is a heart that is as tender and merciful as Lan Xichen's. He coats his hands in the oil and takes hold of Mingjue's arousal, wanting to bring him pleasure for all the good he has done for him and for all the love he bears him.
"You are a fine leader. I am honored to serve you in any way you wish." his lips curl at the edges, his eyes filled with warmth, "Outside on the field, in your bed... I do so because my heart is yours."
Meng Yao knows him so well! Mingjue swallows back a groan at slicked hands claiming his cock, making it twitch in delight. Fingers dig a little into Meng Yao's waist, holding on, encouraging him to find all the ways to thoroughly distract Mingjue.
His eyes close as he draws in a breath, then reopen as he listens, focusing on the other's warm voice. "Serve me how you want to. Wherever I am, you are welcome. On the field, in court, in my bed or yours..." He leans in to kiss those soft lips.
His hands know what they are doing, adding just the right amount of pressure while they stroke along the shaft. When Meng Yao bows his head forward for a moment to take in the sight between them, he grins at that happy twitch. The grip around his waist too tells him what he needs to know and he meets Mingjue's gaze a moment later, openly touched.
"I seek your happiness...your delight...your pleasure..."
He isn't subtle about enjoying the next kiss, hopefully leaving Mingjue in no doubt of his desire. As if his hard cock, carefully wrapped in a gold chain too, isn't evidence enough. This is not a selfless endeavor. He is where he wants to be.
Hands so very knowledgeable! Mingjue doesn't stand a chance and he has no problem with this. That grin sends a delighted shiver through him, makes his mouth go dry.
But that's fine, he presses into the heated kiss and lets a hand wander as well, though one arm remains curled around A-Yao's waist to hold him close and support him.
"I would stay here all night with you." Sleeping is optional.
He explores that delicate chain and where it wraps, fingers almost playfully light. He grins when he finds an answering hard cock wrapped in gold and flicks his tongue out to lick at A-Yao's lips.
"Stay..." he requests and coaxes, melting against Mingjue's lips. His tongue spars with the other man's, but he hardly puts up a fight. Like in all things, Meng Yao is bendable to the eldest Nie's will.
"I will keep you warm."
Suddenly his hands are not the only part he offers to Mingjue. Meng Yao lifts his hips, giving the man a shyer smile.
The invitation mirroring his hope has him groan, tongues dueling playfully, stoking his passion hotter with each passing second.
Only for his breath to catch when Meng Yao lifts up with that smile that makes him shudder. He moves on instinct, changing their position until he presses the smaller man to the bed under him. Then pauses to breath, foreheads pressing together as he reigns himself in a little.
"Are you ready for me, A-Yao?" Or should he prepare the sweet, devilishly clever man beneath him?
Mingjue will find that his entrance is slick - he had prepared himself before seeking the other man out. However the idea makes his cheeks pink and he spreads his legs, guiding one of Mingjue's strong hands in-between his thighs.
"Let me feel your hand first?" he grins and strokes his fingers through Mingjue's hair, trickling them playfully down his back, "Then you can have me for as long as you like."
And as many times as he likes too! Yao will consider it an honor to be sore tomorrow.
With such an invitation, a plea! how can he possibly resist? Mingjue chuckles and steals another kiss as his hand is guided to that slick entrance. He rubs a finger around the puckered skin and presses another kiss to a bared shoulder.
"Tell me if I hurt you or you need me to stop."
He likes the hands through his hair, and the almost tickling has him press a smile to that shoulder. He likes even more the thought of claiming this man over and over again.
He moans happily, his heart pounding a joyous rhythm in his chest. He hardly dares to blink! What if he misses one second of Mingjue over him...touching him? The pressure at his entrance is perfect and so like Mingjue. The man has the power to conquer - to lay waste, truly - but he is thoughtful. He pays attention to those around him.
"I love you." he answers - and doesn't that explain it all? He trusts that Mingjue won't hurt him and a little discomfort is to be expected. Yao knows how to relax his body.
His back arches and the chain around his waist, around his cock, makes a soft, pleasant sound.
That moan has his cock twitch again, but he forces himself to take his time. But with it, he lets himself play. His finger teases that entrance as Meng Yao answers, making him chuckle. Teases, then dips in with the lithe body arches. Not to stretch, but to explore.
That answer shoots straight through him and he nips at Meng Yao's neck before soothing it with a kiss. The soft sound of the chain draws him in, he settles between Meng Yao's legs, coaxing them further apart. Baring the other man to his hungry gaze entirely and crooks the finger buried within him.
He is bare and pleased to be so. Meng Yao was given few gifts - his mother did what she could for him - but her greatest gift to him, by far, was when she shared her beauty with him. While he is undeniably male, there are delightful hints of Meng Shi's feminine loveliness about him too. Mingjue will discover that he is soft and hot, his muscles twitching in eagerness around the finger. Yao sucks in a sharp breath and tips his head back.
Trust does not come easily to him, but Mingjue has it. His voice is punctuated with sighs and groans as he encourages the other man to play all he likes!
Meng Yao is undoubtedly beautiful. Mingjue appreciates both the very male handsomeness in this body beneath him, and the feminine hints. He enjoys the heat at his lips and fingertips, how Meng Yao's body gives in to his where most delightful. How that voice sighs and moans, making him ache with need.
His lips and teeth move up that long neck - Meng Yao might need the extra high collars in the coming days! The comment has him grin and he finally seeks the other's prostate, rubbing a fingertip around it then slowly over it. Holding himself back in favor of playing is only adding to his need, but oh! he's enjoying it too.
"Just wait," he murmurs, a playful note in his voice.
Breathing shallowly, his eyelids fluttering closed, Yao grips Mingjue's strong shoulders. He doesn't mind wearing high collars and extra long sleeves! The marks will remind him of this night; of having Mingjue in his arms and in his bed. He will be able to tell himself, when he doubts or hears something foul, that he is wanted.
How can words bother him now?
Pleasure, bright and sharp, makes him whimper loudly and his hips jerk forward, looking for more. When he catches his breath, Yao laughs at the soft words and pulls Mingjue into an enthusiastic kiss, lifting his legs to wrap them loosely around the other man's waist.
Oh no, there is no doubt Meng Yao is wanted. Mingjue knows the fragile fear in the other man's heart and nibbles careful, loving marks into tender skin. This stunning man will most certainly be sore for a few days by the time he's done!
He likes the strong grip to his shoulders, and the reaction to his touch has him shiver and force himself not to replace fingers with cock too quickly. He's not done playing yet! The laugh and tug in for another kiss has him grin into enthusiastic lips before those long legs wrap around his waist, drawing him in with a groan.
That, more than the rest, has him pull his finger out and his hand away to guide his cock to that taunting entrance and push in, resolutely slow - too fast could hurt, but also slow can be playfully fun.
He is aware of each mark and he will count them later while he sits before his mirror. They are more precious to him than any jewel and he wishes his body wouldn't heal them. Mingjue will just have to make more! Perhaps that is a blessing in disguise?
Yao feels the grin and he pulls Mingjue close, legs curling around him, inviting him to give into that aching cock. The fingers had felt delicious; Yao expects Mingjue's cock will be even better.
The way the other man chooses to enter him awakens his tenderness and he covers the eldest Nie's face in soft kisses. He begins to pants as he is stretched, but he welcomes it, his cock twitching as he hardens further. Nie Mingjue is inside of him. Yao holds the other man flush against him, never wanting to let him go.
Mingjue's eyes close under the flurry of soft kisses, lips parting as his breath comes in pants with the force of control and passion. A-Yao feels amazing. So hot, so tight. Giving way to his penetration.
Welcoming him in.
His control cracks the last little bit and his hips jerk with a low groan, pressing him the rest of the way in. His hand moves to stroke over a bent leg and curved hip, other arm supporting him just enough to ensure he doesn't squash this precious man.
One of the reasons he had refrained from wearing undergarments was because he had used a generous amount of oil to prepare himself. Now he reaps the benefits of that when Mingjue slips in so perfectly. Yao feels himself throbbing around that hard cock, pulses of pleasure making him shiver and gasp for more.
He loves that groan! Gently - oh so careful to not dislodge Mingjue - he rolls his hips, sliding himself against that hard length teasingly. Yao pauses in his kisses to enjoy the sight of Mingjue so pleased.
The other man doesn't have much in his life that isn't a headache in one way or another. He loves that he can be different. His hands move over Mingjue's strong body in silent admiration, massaging any muscles that feel unnecessarily tense. By the end of the night, he hopes to see the man resting fully and deeply.
So naughty! Mingjue's happy to reap these benefits though, especially with that sinful roll of hips that make him groan again.
No. Not a headache. Not his A-Yao. Meng Yao has only ever helped since Mingjue brought him to his side, placed him in a position with power. Gave him trust and encouragement.
Hands stroking over his body have his skin practically sing with pleasure, though they'll find so many knots in muscles that carry a great deal of strain on a daily basis with very little in the way of an outlet that isn't violent. Mingjue only focuses on how good they feel, along with how perfect Meng Yao feels under and around him.
He opens his eyes and kisses the other man again before starting to thrust. This isn't just another body - Meng Yao matters. And he likes watching him.
Those knots are seen to immediately - though he will work on them better later. The oil isn't just for sex. Yao rubs those knots, in gentle circular motions, doing his best to focus on his work. All of that comes to a sudden halt when Mingjue thrusts. Giving a hoarse cry - that is muffled by the kiss - he clings to the other man as if his very world is quaking.
"Mingjue... Mingjue!" he whispers, kissing the man passionately. When their eyes meet again, he smiles with open love. There is no one else on his mind; he isn't using Mingjue as an outlet or trying to butter the man up. He is right here with him because he wants to be.
Mingjue is at Meng Yao's merciful hands~ He's learning to really enjoy them on his body, too.
Although that cry sends pleasure right through him, making him growl into the kiss and his hips thrust a second time, harder. Hearing his name whispered like that has him shudder before sighing, seeing the love shine bright in those eyes.
The next kiss is gentle, loving. He rolls his hips, enjoying how Meng Yao's body feels around him, making him ache. But also giving the other man a chance to breathe before he thrusts again. Unpredictable. Playful, in a way Mingjue rarely allows of himself.
His fingers curl against Mingjue's back, his nails digging into the skin. He knows better than to draw blood, but he is clearly losing control of his finer senses. How many times has he daydreamed of this? Mingjue thrusting into him so sweetly...
As if he matters to him. Yao can't help but realize, in his breathless, pleasured haze, that all the loyalty he is showing his father should really be placed here. Well that is easily done.
He whimpers and melts at the loving kiss, his mind decided. It takes him a few thrusts to catch onto Mingjue's game, but when he does, he laughs gently, shakily, meeting the man's hips halfway so that he slides into him harder. If the other wants to play games, he can play them too.
There is no rule about him not tightening his muscles around Mingjue's cock, right?
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Date: 2020-10-20 06:02 am (UTC)From:And the fact that Mingjue allows him that luxury makes it difficult for him to think.
Thankfully, once they are on the bed, instinct takes over and he straddles the other man, grabbing a bottle of oil. The bottle nearly slips from his fingers when he hears that he is...accepted...? His expression should be familiar - one of wonder and hesitant hope.
"Whether you marry or not, you have me." Meng Yao kisses the other man softer, sealing his promise with tenderness. It's important that Mingjue know he is willing to walk with him on whatever path his life dictates. There will be no jealousy and no cause for Mingjue to feel frustrated or torn.
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Date: 2020-10-20 06:08 am (UTC)From:Being straddled like this has him shudder, blood burning and arousal hot and hard between them. But ignored for the moment as he sees and recognizes that familiar vulnerable expression.
He answers the soft kiss with one of his own, answering the promise with one of his own. "I will not abuse you, A-Yao." Rough, gruff, irritable, yes. But not abuse.
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Date: 2020-10-20 06:16 am (UTC)From:"You are a fine leader. I am honored to serve you in any way you wish." his lips curl at the edges, his eyes filled with warmth, "Outside on the field, in your bed... I do so because my heart is yours."
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Date: 2020-10-20 06:27 am (UTC)From:His eyes close as he draws in a breath, then reopen as he listens, focusing on the other's warm voice. "Serve me how you want to. Wherever I am, you are welcome. On the field, in court, in my bed or yours..." He leans in to kiss those soft lips.
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Date: 2020-10-20 06:34 am (UTC)From:"I seek your happiness...your delight...your pleasure..."
He isn't subtle about enjoying the next kiss, hopefully leaving Mingjue in no doubt of his desire. As if his hard cock, carefully wrapped in a gold chain too, isn't evidence enough. This is not a selfless endeavor. He is where he wants to be.
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Date: 2020-10-20 06:46 am (UTC)From:But that's fine, he presses into the heated kiss and lets a hand wander as well, though one arm remains curled around A-Yao's waist to hold him close and support him.
"I would stay here all night with you." Sleeping is optional.
He explores that delicate chain and where it wraps, fingers almost playfully light. He grins when he finds an answering hard cock wrapped in gold and flicks his tongue out to lick at A-Yao's lips.
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Date: 2020-10-20 06:53 am (UTC)From:"I will keep you warm."
Suddenly his hands are not the only part he offers to Mingjue. Meng Yao lifts his hips, giving the man a shyer smile.
"As I said, Chifeng-Zun, you can have all of me."
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Date: 2020-10-20 07:08 am (UTC)From:Only for his breath to catch when Meng Yao lifts up with that smile that makes him shudder. He moves on instinct, changing their position until he presses the smaller man to the bed under him. Then pauses to breath, foreheads pressing together as he reigns himself in a little.
"Are you ready for me, A-Yao?" Or should he prepare the sweet, devilishly clever man beneath him?
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Date: 2020-10-20 07:14 am (UTC)From:"Let me feel your hand first?" he grins and strokes his fingers through Mingjue's hair, trickling them playfully down his back, "Then you can have me for as long as you like."
And as many times as he likes too! Yao will consider it an honor to be sore tomorrow.
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Date: 2020-10-20 07:20 am (UTC)From:"Tell me if I hurt you or you need me to stop."
He likes the hands through his hair, and the almost tickling has him press a smile to that shoulder. He likes even more the thought of claiming this man over and over again.
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Date: 2020-10-20 07:28 am (UTC)From:"I love you." he answers - and doesn't that explain it all? He trusts that Mingjue won't hurt him and a little discomfort is to be expected. Yao knows how to relax his body.
His back arches and the chain around his waist, around his cock, makes a soft, pleasant sound.
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Date: 2020-10-20 07:38 am (UTC)From:That answer shoots straight through him and he nips at Meng Yao's neck before soothing it with a kiss. The soft sound of the chain draws him in, he settles between Meng Yao's legs, coaxing them further apart. Baring the other man to his hungry gaze entirely and crooks the finger buried within him.
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Date: 2020-10-20 07:53 am (UTC)From:Trust does not come easily to him, but Mingjue has it. His voice is punctuated with sighs and groans as he encourages the other man to play all he likes!
"Mmm I knew you would feel good..."
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Date: 2020-10-20 08:12 am (UTC)From:His lips and teeth move up that long neck - Meng Yao might need the extra high collars in the coming days! The comment has him grin and he finally seeks the other's prostate, rubbing a fingertip around it then slowly over it. Holding himself back in favor of playing is only adding to his need, but oh! he's enjoying it too.
"Just wait," he murmurs, a playful note in his voice.
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Date: 2020-10-20 08:23 am (UTC)From:How can words bother him now?
Pleasure, bright and sharp, makes him whimper loudly and his hips jerk forward, looking for more. When he catches his breath, Yao laughs at the soft words and pulls Mingjue into an enthusiastic kiss, lifting his legs to wrap them loosely around the other man's waist.
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Date: 2020-10-20 08:33 am (UTC)From:He likes the strong grip to his shoulders, and the reaction to his touch has him shiver and force himself not to replace fingers with cock too quickly. He's not done playing yet! The laugh and tug in for another kiss has him grin into enthusiastic lips before those long legs wrap around his waist, drawing him in with a groan.
That, more than the rest, has him pull his finger out and his hand away to guide his cock to that taunting entrance and push in, resolutely slow - too fast could hurt, but also slow can be playfully fun.
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Date: 2020-10-20 08:42 am (UTC)From:Yao feels the grin and he pulls Mingjue close, legs curling around him, inviting him to give into that aching cock. The fingers had felt delicious; Yao expects Mingjue's cock will be even better.
The way the other man chooses to enter him awakens his tenderness and he covers the eldest Nie's face in soft kisses. He begins to pants as he is stretched, but he welcomes it, his cock twitching as he hardens further. Nie Mingjue is inside of him. Yao holds the other man flush against him, never wanting to let him go.
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Date: 2020-10-20 09:42 am (UTC)From:Mingjue's eyes close under the flurry of soft kisses, lips parting as his breath comes in pants with the force of control and passion. A-Yao feels amazing. So hot, so tight. Giving way to his penetration.
Welcoming him in.
His control cracks the last little bit and his hips jerk with a low groan, pressing him the rest of the way in. His hand moves to stroke over a bent leg and curved hip, other arm supporting him just enough to ensure he doesn't squash this precious man.
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Date: 2020-10-20 09:53 am (UTC)From:He loves that groan! Gently - oh so careful to not dislodge Mingjue - he rolls his hips, sliding himself against that hard length teasingly. Yao pauses in his kisses to enjoy the sight of Mingjue so pleased.
The other man doesn't have much in his life that isn't a headache in one way or another. He loves that he can be different. His hands move over Mingjue's strong body in silent admiration, massaging any muscles that feel unnecessarily tense. By the end of the night, he hopes to see the man resting fully and deeply.
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Date: 2020-10-20 10:12 am (UTC)From:No. Not a headache. Not his A-Yao. Meng Yao has only ever helped since Mingjue brought him to his side, placed him in a position with power. Gave him trust and encouragement.
Hands stroking over his body have his skin practically sing with pleasure, though they'll find so many knots in muscles that carry a great deal of strain on a daily basis with very little in the way of an outlet that isn't violent. Mingjue only focuses on how good they feel, along with how perfect Meng Yao feels under and around him.
He opens his eyes and kisses the other man again before starting to thrust. This isn't just another body - Meng Yao matters. And he likes watching him.
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Date: 2020-10-20 10:32 am (UTC)From:"Mingjue... Mingjue!" he whispers, kissing the man passionately. When their eyes meet again, he smiles with open love. There is no one else on his mind; he isn't using Mingjue as an outlet or trying to butter the man up. He is right here with him because he wants to be.
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Date: 2020-10-20 10:41 am (UTC)From:Although that cry sends pleasure right through him, making him growl into the kiss and his hips thrust a second time, harder. Hearing his name whispered like that has him shudder before sighing, seeing the love shine bright in those eyes.
The next kiss is gentle, loving. He rolls his hips, enjoying how Meng Yao's body feels around him, making him ache. But also giving the other man a chance to breathe before he thrusts again. Unpredictable. Playful, in a way Mingjue rarely allows of himself.
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Date: 2020-10-20 11:14 am (UTC)From:As if he matters to him. Yao can't help but realize, in his breathless, pleasured haze, that all the loyalty he is showing his father should really be placed here. Well that is easily done.
He whimpers and melts at the loving kiss, his mind decided. It takes him a few thrusts to catch onto Mingjue's game, but when he does, he laughs gently, shakily, meeting the man's hips halfway so that he slides into him harder. If the other wants to play games, he can play them too.
There is no rule about him not tightening his muscles around Mingjue's cock, right?