[ Whenever Xie Lian wakes, he'll find Hua Cheng watching him with a soft smile. Only for the ghost to lean in when those beautiful eyes open and claim a soft kiss. ]
Happy birthday, beloved.
[ Another kiss lingers as he threads loving fingers through his husband's soft hair. ]
{The sensation of being watched isn't unpleasant at all when Hua Cheng is the one doing the watching. But Xie Lian flushes nonetheless and presses into the kiss shyly, bringing the covers up to his chin.}
...my...my what?
{Okay now he's flustered! Sitting up, he tries to smooth down his disheveled hair.}
That couldn't be today, could it? Oh I've forgotten...
{It used to be such a production and now he hasn't celebrated it at all.}
[ Hua Cheng stays sprawled on his side when Xie Lian sits up to fuss over his appearance, a fond smile tugs at his lips.
Of course he remembers his precious one's birthday! Just as Xie Lian had remembered his and had celebrated him. How could he possibly do any less in return? ]
I just need to f-find... {What is he doing. What is he looking for? Xie Lian's hands drop from their fussy tasks and he turns to look into a face he loves more than existence itself.}
San Lang, I want to marry you. Here. I mean... Not in the bed, but -
In Ellipsa. With red robes and... I want to look like a prince for you.
{His anxiety settles and he smiles, throwing his arms around Hua Cheng. He snuggles in close and breathes in his husband's scent, his heart returning to a calmer pace.}
I've been preparing robes for us. They are mostly ready! I used your other robes to get the right measurements and of course they will be longer anyway, so...
{Xie Lian pulls back and kisses Hua Cheng's lips softly.}
[ Hua Cheng instantly wraps his arms around his beloved, welcoming him close. Feeling this god's trust and how he calms because of him warms him. He nuzzles that soft hair and presses a tender kiss to the top of Xie Lian's head. Ah! His sweet love has been planning this for a while! He smiles and nuzzles their lips together. ]
Then we will.
[ In a mist of silver butterflies~ ]
Do you want help with the last touches on the robes?
{There is no safer place than his San Lang's arms. Xie Lian has known that instinctively since their paths crossed again in Puqi. Actually, even when his San Lang had been small, he hadn't wanted to put him down! They just...fit.
The scent of flowers emanates from his hair, his skin and he grins into their kiss.}
You need to make the additions you like. I've collected some silver butterflies for you.
[ He always marvels at how instinctively his beloved trusts him. Has, from the moment they'd first met, way back when he'd just been Hong'er. They belong together.
He breathes in deep, enjoying the sweet scent that always lingers around his precious god. Claiming another soft kiss simply for the joy of it, he smiles. ]
I am certain they are perfect, but will look this morning.
[ Hua Cheng would wear rags if it made his beloved happy! ]
{He had been held by his mother - when he had been small - but after that, no one dared. Until Hong'er, who had clung to him with all his might. The little boy had stolen his heart that day and then, much later, San Lang had awoken his attraction. Without Hua Cheng, he would still be in the dark about his sexuality!
And, truly, that would be best. Without his precious ghost, Xie Lian sees no reason to be this close with anyone else.}
I love you.
{No, no. He will dress his darling in the softest fabric. He will keep him warm. Drawing a butterfly on Hua Cheng's chest with his forefinger, he beams.}
[ If Xie Lian had indicated displeasure at being held or carried, Hua Cheng would have stopped. But that never came. He'd recognized any request had come belated, when Xie Lian thought it better to be on his own feet.
Each time his precious god calls for him, or tells him he's loved, his spirit soars with joy. ]
I love you. [ He answers, reverent and utterly honest.
Of course his Xie Lian would never see him dressed poorly. The god would make sure he's always dressed perfectly! Hua Cheng presses into that gentle finger, he chuckles quietly. ]
{It hadn't been until Hong'er clung to him that he realized he liked...being held. He liked having someone who wanted him - and obviously needed him. San Lang had given him a lot of the same feelings and now he understands why!
The return of his love is all he needs to exist. Xie Lian shivers happily and kisses Hua Cheng's chin.}
All of them? We won't have to worry about sunlight!
{He looks delighted at the prospect, wiggling out of bed and going to their closet. He pulls out two red robes and lays them on the bed for Hua Cheng to peruse. Then he pulls silver butterflies out of a drawer and holds them out.}
[ Hua Cheng has never been someone who liked physical touch.
Except for Xie Lian. Xie Lian has always been the exception. Hua Cheng had sought out his touch the moment the prince had first caught him. ]
All of them that do not have a task elsewhere.
[ Because of course he keeps an eye on things through them.
He watches his love move around their room, missing the warmth but not protesting. Xie Lian has a mission! And he's not disappointed, as two robes are pulled out and laid out before him. Chuckling quietly at the cute silver butterflies his beloved brandishes, he lightly touches them and studies the robes. ]
{Who would after all of the abuse he endured? Xie Lian had seen some of it and it just... It decided him on falling. How could he sit and watch someone so precious beaten and terrorized and do nothing? His heart had rebelled and then his body had followed.}
Let the little ones come. {He loves them so much!} I have a plan for them. I know the perfect seats for our glowing guests.
{Flowers. Lots of flowers. He has been working on creating them with his spirit since that seems to be the way Hua Cheng made the butterflies in the first place.}
Would you like a butterfly on each of your shoulders? {He places the silver pendants on the shoulders of Hua Cheng's robes.}
[ Only parts. Parts Hua Cheng hasn't been able to keep secret. He doesn't want any more ugliness to trouble his precious love any more than it already does. But he also won't lie to his beloved. If Xie Lian ever asks the right questions, he'll learn every last thing.
He's quiet for a moment at that request, but in the end, bows his head in acceptance. A few hours without them on their patrols will surely be alright, right? He'll keep his beloved safe.
Lightly resting fingertips on certain parts of the robes, he adds touches of silver. ]
Yes. [ To both the pendants being on the shoulders of his robes, and the fact that his wraith butterflies are part of him in the most literal sense. ]
But you never need worry about me dispersing when they are damaged or destroyed. As long as my beloved god wants me around, I will always come back.
{It has taken him awhile to understand, to see the full picture. Hua Cheng doesn't complain or make a fuss, so Xie Lian has never really had a reason to probe deeper. In fact, he had never seen him truly upset until he laid eyes on his darling's artwork. His sculptures. To be so dearly loved... How could he walk away? But he had felt how Hua Cheng was shaking that day, fearful he would lose him for good.
With the robes laid out, he moves back to Hua Cheng and peppers his gorgeous face with kisses.}
I felt like crying every time they were injured or killed. I hated it. {He crawls into Hua Cheng's lap.}
Be gentle with them, love. They are pieces of you and I love each one.
[ The only thing he fears is losing Xie Lian. Of failing his beloved to the degree that he's no longer allowed or welcomed at his precious one's side. His only regret, should he ever truly be dispersed, is that he won't be able to keep protecting and supporting Xie Lian. But when his sculptures had been seen, he'd worried that he would disgust Xie Lian.
He'd been wrong.
The kisses have him hum, smiling softly at his precious love. His arms immediately wrap protectively, possessively, around that slender waist and he cuddles his husband close. Xie Lian is so kind to even the smallest creature! Qi Rong is the one exception. ]
They love helping you. Gathering information, providing light, protecting you with giving warning...would you deny them that joy?
{That's impossible. Xie Lian's spirit would be as stubborn as Hua Cheng's and surely return as a ghost. And Hua Cheng can forget about ever failing him. That too is impossible. If Hua Cheng loves him - and, actually, even if he stops loving him for some reason - Xie Lian cannot hold anyone in higher regard. Everything good about humanity seems to exist in his San Lang.
With a little bounce, he crawls over his husband and grins, content, into his eye.}
...no. I can't deny them - or you - anything. {He sighs and then chuckles.} They did enjoy tickling me, though. I think they must have some mischief in them.
{When he had been bound by their silk, the butterflies had teased him, which just made him love them more.}
[ So very 'stuck'~ Hua Cheng doesn't want to be free! Their bond is everything to him.
He smirks at that smile, hands coming to rest lightly on Xie Lian's hips. A shiver of anticipation runs through him and he does nothing to stop those light fingers. But that last statement has him lick his lips, hungry hope blooming hot in his chest. ]
{Xie Lian has been with Hua Cheng countless times, but there is one thing he has never done. One thing that he has been afraid to ask about in case his husband has no desire to try it. However, at the moment, he feels...brave. The hands on his hips are steady and strong, trusting him and he knows how their bodies work.}
San Lang, {He begins, voice lowering a notch.} may I take you? May I be inside of you?
[ He hardly dares move in case it breaks the mood! Hua Cheng loves being inside his beloved. He loves worshipping that perfect, handsome body, hearing Xie Lian cry out with pleasure.
But hearing that request, his blood burns. Immediately, he spreads his legs, welcoming his love between them. ]
{The tie is undone and Xie Lian pushes open Hua Cheng's robes. He caresses the full extent of his husband's chest with his palms and smiles, pleased. Lifting himself up, he laughs throatily at the way his darling spreads his legs. Yes, he wants to take care of him.}
Relax and let me love you. {He nudging their lips together, kissing his husband slowly while his hands wander, stroking and learning Hua Cheng's body.}
[ Xie Lian's touch is pure bliss. Hua Cheng hums his pleasure and grins without even a hint of shame at that laugh. Why should he be shy when his beloved god wants to claim him? Oh no - he'll remember this forever! Anyone who can sense heavenly power will know he's been utterly claimed after this!
Hua Cheng soaks up those wonderful touches as they kiss, and lets his own hands wander. Adoring his beloved husband. ]
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Date: 2025-07-16 03:31 am (UTC)Happy birthday, beloved.
[ Another kiss lingers as he threads loving fingers through his husband's soft hair. ]
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Date: 2025-07-16 03:50 am (UTC)...my...my what?
{Okay now he's flustered! Sitting up, he tries to smooth down his disheveled hair.}
That couldn't be today, could it? Oh I've forgotten...
{It used to be such a production and now he hasn't celebrated it at all.}
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Date: 2025-07-16 03:53 am (UTC)Of course he remembers his precious one's birthday! Just as Xie Lian had remembered his and had celebrated him. How could he possibly do any less in return? ]
What would you like to do today?
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Date: 2025-07-16 03:57 am (UTC)San Lang, I want to marry you. Here. I mean... Not in the bed, but -
In Ellipsa. With red robes and... I want to look like a prince for you.
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Date: 2025-07-16 04:01 am (UTC)His breath is stolen by that question and he slowly sits up, gaze intent on Xie Lian. ]
Yes.
[ He reaches out again, fingers tenderly stroking over his beloved's beautiful face. Reverent. ]
Let's get married.
[ So what if they've married once before? He would happily marry his beloved god every single day for the rest of their existences. ]
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Date: 2025-07-16 04:06 am (UTC)I've been preparing robes for us. They are mostly ready! I used your other robes to get the right measurements and of course they will be longer anyway, so...
{Xie Lian pulls back and kisses Hua Cheng's lips softly.}
I want to say vows to you under the maple trees.
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Date: 2025-07-16 06:40 pm (UTC)Then we will.
[ In a mist of silver butterflies~ ]
Do you want help with the last touches on the robes?
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Date: 2025-07-16 08:13 pm (UTC)The scent of flowers emanates from his hair, his skin and he grins into their kiss.}
You need to make the additions you like. I've collected some silver butterflies for you.
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Date: 2025-07-16 08:48 pm (UTC)He breathes in deep, enjoying the sweet scent that always lingers around his precious god. Claiming another soft kiss simply for the joy of it, he smiles. ]
I am certain they are perfect, but will look this morning.
[ Hua Cheng would wear rags if it made his beloved happy! ]
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Date: 2025-07-16 08:59 pm (UTC)And, truly, that would be best. Without his precious ghost, Xie Lian sees no reason to be this close with anyone else.}
I love you.
{No, no. He will dress his darling in the softest fabric. He will keep him warm. Drawing a butterfly on Hua Cheng's chest with his forefinger, he beams.}
All of your butterflies are invited, of course.
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Date: 2025-07-16 09:08 pm (UTC)Each time his precious god calls for him, or tells him he's loved, his spirit soars with joy. ]
I love you. [ He answers, reverent and utterly honest.
Of course his Xie Lian would never see him dressed poorly. The god would make sure he's always dressed perfectly! Hua Cheng presses into that gentle finger, he chuckles quietly. ]
They will come.
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Date: 2025-07-16 09:17 pm (UTC)The return of his love is all he needs to exist. Xie Lian shivers happily and kisses Hua Cheng's chin.}
All of them? We won't have to worry about sunlight!
{He looks delighted at the prospect, wiggling out of bed and going to their closet. He pulls out two red robes and lays them on the bed for Hua Cheng to peruse. Then he pulls silver butterflies out of a drawer and holds them out.}
Aren't they perfect?
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Date: 2025-07-16 09:25 pm (UTC)Except for Xie Lian. Xie Lian has always been the exception. Hua Cheng had sought out his touch the moment the prince had first caught him. ]
All of them that do not have a task elsewhere.
[ Because of course he keeps an eye on things through them.
He watches his love move around their room, missing the warmth but not protesting. Xie Lian has a mission! And he's not disappointed, as two robes are pulled out and laid out before him. Chuckling quietly at the cute silver butterflies his beloved brandishes, he lightly touches them and studies the robes. ]
My beloved did well.
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Date: 2025-07-16 09:31 pm (UTC)Let the little ones come. {He loves them so much!} I have a plan for them. I know the perfect seats for our glowing guests.
{Flowers. Lots of flowers. He has been working on creating them with his spirit since that seems to be the way Hua Cheng made the butterflies in the first place.}
Would you like a butterfly on each of your shoulders? {He places the silver pendants on the shoulders of Hua Cheng's robes.}
They are...your soul...aren't they? Pieces of it?
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Date: 2025-07-16 09:42 pm (UTC)He's quiet for a moment at that request, but in the end, bows his head in acceptance. A few hours without them on their patrols will surely be alright, right? He'll keep his beloved safe.
Lightly resting fingertips on certain parts of the robes, he adds touches of silver. ]
Yes. [ To both the pendants being on the shoulders of his robes, and the fact that his wraith butterflies are part of him in the most literal sense. ]
But you never need worry about me dispersing when they are damaged or destroyed. As long as my beloved god wants me around, I will always come back.
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Date: 2025-07-16 09:52 pm (UTC)With the robes laid out, he moves back to Hua Cheng and peppers his gorgeous face with kisses.}
I felt like crying every time they were injured or killed. I hated it. {He crawls into Hua Cheng's lap.}
Be gentle with them, love. They are pieces of you and I love each one.
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Date: 2025-07-17 10:05 pm (UTC)He'd been wrong.
The kisses have him hum, smiling softly at his precious love. His arms immediately wrap protectively, possessively, around that slender waist and he cuddles his husband close. Xie Lian is so kind to even the smallest creature! Qi Rong is the one exception. ]
They love helping you. Gathering information, providing light, protecting you with giving warning...would you deny them that joy?
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Date: 2025-07-17 10:59 pm (UTC)With a little bounce, he crawls over his husband and grins, content, into his eye.}
...no. I can't deny them - or you - anything. {He sighs and then chuckles.} They did enjoy tickling me, though. I think they must have some mischief in them.
{When he had been bound by their silk, the butterflies had teased him, which just made him love them more.}
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Date: 2025-07-17 11:03 pm (UTC)He laughs as he lets himself fall back, smiling up at his beloved. ]
Gege has his San Lang at his mercy. This one wonders what he will do?
[ Clearly that mischief isn't just the butterflies! ]
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Date: 2025-07-17 11:12 pm (UTC)Xie Lian tugs on Hua Cheng's sleeping robe and smiles flirtatiously.}
Maybe I should tickle you.
{He flutters his fingers downward and plays with the tie around Hua Cheng's waist.}
Maybe I should make you all mine.
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Date: 2025-07-17 11:27 pm (UTC)He smirks at that smile, hands coming to rest lightly on Xie Lian's hips. A shiver of anticipation runs through him and he does nothing to stop those light fingers. But that last statement has him lick his lips, hungry hope blooming hot in his chest. ]
You can do anything you wish, beloved.
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Date: 2025-07-18 12:11 am (UTC)San Lang, {He begins, voice lowering a notch.} may I take you? May I be inside of you?
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Date: 2025-07-18 06:28 am (UTC)But hearing that request, his blood burns. Immediately, he spreads his legs, welcoming his love between them. ]
Yes. [ He breathes huskily. ]
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Date: 2025-07-18 08:15 am (UTC)Relax and let me love you. {He nudging their lips together, kissing his husband slowly while his hands wander, stroking and learning Hua Cheng's body.}
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Date: 2025-07-24 09:59 pm (UTC)Hua Cheng soaks up those wonderful touches as they kiss, and lets his own hands wander. Adoring his beloved husband. ]
Love your San Lang, beloved. He is ready.
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