equivocations | open rp post

"Yes?" he asks.

His own breath comes quicker as well. Xichen's hand feels good along his skin and he knows he's getting hard at the feel of him. He nods in silent consent. Does it work that way with him as well? His hand mirrors Xichen's path as well, moving along the crease of his hip, over to where the trail of hair dusts the lower abs. He looks into Xichen's eyes, silently asking. For permission, for direction. He's in very new territory here.

"Yes," he replies. Yes, that feels good; yes, he wants more of Wanyin's touch; yes, keep going.

Yes to everything about Wanyin.

His hand is moving again as soon as he gets a nod of consent. He expects to find a similar dusting of hair over more warm skin, perhaps the beginning of a slit that he can dip his fingers into and coax Wanyin's member out. Instead, he finds his cock already fully unsheathed, and Lan Xichen trills again in delight as he wraps his webbed fingers around it. It doesn't yet occur to him that this might be the natural state for humans, and he immediately assumes it's due to Wanyin's desire.

Just the thought of Wanyin being so aroused makes his own member start to unsheathe, before he can even direct Wanyin's hand to where his slit is on his tail, a hand or two below where skin turns into scales. It's long and tapered, thinner at the tip and growing thicker as it gets towards the base.

The trill sends a thrill through him and he gasps softly when he feels the cool fingers touch him so intimately.

His own hand moves down, past where he changes from man to mer, surprised when his hand brushes against something that's warmer, that's--Jiang Cheng watches his face as he curls his fingers around the arousal and gives an experimental stroke. It's much wider at the base and thinner toward the tip. His eyes widen at how surprisingly smooth it is, how firm it is. Like the rest of Xichen; like jade.

"Is...is this all right?" he asks, voice husky.

There's a soft little ah as Wanyin takes him in hand. His tail undulates in the water, pushing himself up into Wanyin's grip and rocking back. The motion also makes him grind up against Wanyin's cock, trapping it for a moment between his hand and tail with only a thin layer of fabric between them.

"More than all right."

His own voice is low and heated, and this time when he kisses Wanyin his tongue flicks out to brush against his lips, seeking entrance.

He parts his lips and allows Xichen's tongue into his mouth. His eyes flutter shut and he moans deeply at the intrusion, letting his own tongue lick tentatively against Xichen's. He breathes hard through his nose and kicks his legs to propel him toward Xichen, rocking against the hand and against the solid feel of his tail. he continues to stroke along his hardness, moving from experimental to a firmer grip as he moves his hand up and down.

The slide of his own tongue against Wanyin's is equally tentative at first, mindful of his teeth, but when he brushes against one and finds it more rounded than his own he dives in eagerly. That moan sends a thrill through him, and all he can think is that he wants more.

He keeps making quiet gasps into Wanyin's mouth as the human firms up his grip on him, sounds he hadn't even known he could make, and his member grows slick under Wanyin's hand. His fingers scramble to push the fabric of Wanyin's shorts down enough that he can free his cock, mimicking the movements of Wanyin's hand with his own.

"Yes," he says, the word another bitten off gasp. "Yes, A-Cheng, like that."

“Huan-ge,” he pulls away with a gasp, shivering at the feel of his cool hand moving along his own hardness.

His hips unconsciously buck into the grip. It’s different, smooth, cool, with the very slightest bit of a catch to have his breath stuttering. Jiang Cheng’s eyes shut at the sensation as he barely remembers to kick to keep himself afloat in the water.

“Gege,” he pants, the word slipping out accidentally. He bites his lower lip to keep from moaning too loudly and attracting attention that neither of them want.

"Ah," he gasps out softly, a shiver going through him as Wanyin rocks against him and calls him that.

"A-Cheng, you-" He cuts himself off because he has to kiss Wanyin again when he sees him biting his lower lip, tracing his tongue over the place where Wanyin's teeth had just been. "You feel so good."

He's so warm, it feels like he's heating Lan Xichen up every where he touched and beyond, burning through him and building up higher and higher.

"Wrap your legs around me," he directs. "I'll keep us afloat."

He doesn't hesitate to kick whatever's left of his clothes away. Jiang Cheng knows that he is enthralled by this gorgeous, majestic creature. He gasps against his kiss and trusts him, kicking his legs up and hooking them around the sturdy and strong waist.

It pushes them flush against each other and Jiang Cheng gasps before biting his lip again to smother his moan. He presses his forehead against Lan Xichen and presses more kisses to his cold and soothing lips.

"Ge, ge," he pants, repeating the word with each exhale.

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