[ 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. ]
{All the gods will know. The cultivators will too. Now his dear ghost will know how he felt when a certain essence was found on him! In his mouth and...other places.
Not that he regrets what led to those signs.
Xie Lian sheds their clothes, tossing them away without looking. Then he kisses his San Lang again and rubs oil over his husband's cock.}
[ Smug? Smug. So very, very smug. Hua Cheng has no regrets when it comes to loving and devoting himself to Xie Lian. Only that he hadn't always protected his beloved god as well as he should have (the fact he hadn't had the strength at the time is beside the point).
He lifts himself up as needed to facilitate the removal of clothes, his attention remains fixed on his beloved husband. He presses into the kiss and moans as his cock is thoroughly slicked up. Those hands drive him crazy with need! A rough chuckle answers that statement and he grins. ]
{The smugness is cute. Xie Lian will never, ever hold those moments Hua Cheng couldn't protect him against him. That would be ridiculously unfair. What matters most to him is his beloved was with him at his worst and now at his best. Besides...back then...he wouldn't have wanted Hua Cheng to see...those horrible things. He would have begged him to look away.
Those memories are far, far from his thoughts as he undresses San Lang. The beautiful body beneath him is kissed and stroked, silken hair tumbling down to tickle sensitive parts too. Xie Lian smooths oil over his darling's cock first and then he seeks out that entrance. He probes gently and lifts Hua Cheng's legs so they are draped over his shoulders.}
Relax. Breathe. {He soothes, coating his cock in oil too.} I love you, San Lang.
[ Xie Lian never has. But Hua Cheng will spend his existence keeping his beloved safe and happy. He will never turn away, and never has. He aches to take away any pain his precious one has ever felt.
It's easy to focus on the present. Watching his beloved, so happy and content with him as clothing is removed and tossed aside. Loving touches are exchanged. Hua Cheng arches into those loving touches, shivering as soft hair tickles him. A gentle finger rubs over his entrance, but he remains relaxed even as his legs are lifted and draped over his beloved's strong shoulders.
Anticipation thrums through him and he smiles softly down at Xie Lian. But there's still a hint of...mischief. ]
{Here and now, thanks to Hua Cheng, he has no pain. Xie Lian has never been happier - more content - and he giggles as they kiss, his hands getting to know his husband intimately. His San Lang has a body fit for a martial god and Xie Lian could spend hours kissing every muscle. If he had any skill in sculpture, he would carve his darling's likeness.
But this is the best way he knows to show his love. So he rubs against the other man and soon, he guides himself into him. The tight grip around him, the silken walls have him gasping and he kisses San Lang's smile clumsily.
[ He loves those giggles! If he could carve the essence of giggling, he would. As it is, he occasionally still carves little statues - as their silly hamster knows.
Then - bliss. Hua Cheng sighs as his beloved slowly sinks into him. His body accepts the unfamiliar intrusion easily, however. This is his god. His husband. His beloved. Heat envelopes him and he kisses his sweet love softly.
The trembling has him smooth loving hands along Xie Lian's sides, encouraging him to relax. Even though it's a challenge to hold still and not move, his muscles flex around Xie Lian's cock, as if trying to draw him in even deeper. ]
My beloved is perfect.
[ There's a well of satisfaction in the low rumble of his voice. ]
{He has been laughing a lot more since they married. Life is filled to the brim with joy for him - he feels utterly complete - and the only time he doubts himself is when he wonders if he is loving Hua Cheng enough.
His arousal throbs inside of his beloved, eager for motion, but Xie Lian wants to savor this. He deepens their kisses and tastes the secret corners of his San Lang's mouth. Only when he is dizzy does he finally...pull back.
Only to hurry back in!}
You f-feel... I didn't know - ! Has it always been - ? {He babbles, blushing red.}
[ Each giggle and laugh feels like a victory to him. Especially as he knows they're genuine.
Hua Cheng delights in feeling that throbbing, knowing his beloved wants to move, but also to hold still to let this linger. He knows that feeling, intimately. He answers each kiss, welcoming that probing tongue and teasing it.
A giddy little chuckle escapes at the adorable babbling. ]
It'll get even better. [ He promises, but forces himself to hold still. Only the muscles that grip his beloved's arousal continue to flutter and flex, greedy to hold on tight. ]
{Just as San Lang's laughter fills him with a sense of rightness. They have suffered and struggled; there is nothing wrong with them finding what they have always craved together.
Xie Lian doesn't know how to not be genuine. Even dressed as a bride, he had been wholly himself. Just in a dress. The image of his San Lang coming for him that night, smiling and helping him after he stumbled leaves Xie Lian feeling rather naughty. There are many things he would do to welcome his Ghost King now.
Moaning and whining, he rubs their tongues together and, after they part, tries to make sense. Of course he fails.}
It...c-can? It will? {How is that possible? He trembles until he presses his lips into a firm line. Mastering himself, he begins to move inside of his beloved, stroking himself against those lovely walls with a loud gasp.}
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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.
~ nudges (I kin type gewd.)
Date: 2025-07-24 10:44 pm (UTC)Not that he regrets what led to those signs.
Xie Lian sheds their clothes, tossing them away without looking. Then he kisses his San Lang again and rubs oil over his husband's cock.}
I want to take my time.
Yesh :3
Date: 2025-07-24 10:51 pm (UTC)He lifts himself up as needed to facilitate the removal of clothes, his attention remains fixed on his beloved husband. He presses into the kiss and moans as his cock is thoroughly slicked up. Those hands drive him crazy with need! A rough chuckle answers that statement and he grins. ]
There is plenty of time.
8( D: <3
Date: 2025-07-24 11:02 pm (UTC)Those memories are far, far from his thoughts as he undresses San Lang. The beautiful body beneath him is kissed and stroked, silken hair tumbling down to tickle sensitive parts too. Xie Lian smooths oil over his darling's cock first and then he seeks out that entrance. He probes gently and lifts Hua Cheng's legs so they are draped over his shoulders.}
Relax. Breathe. {He soothes, coating his cock in oil too.} I love you, San Lang.
/squishes cheeks
Date: 2025-07-24 11:10 pm (UTC)It's easy to focus on the present. Watching his beloved, so happy and content with him as clothing is removed and tossed aside. Loving touches are exchanged. Hua Cheng arches into those loving touches, shivering as soft hair tickles him. A gentle finger rubs over his entrance, but he remains relaxed even as his legs are lifted and draped over his beloved's strong shoulders.
Anticipation thrums through him and he smiles softly down at Xie Lian. But there's still a hint of...mischief. ]
Show me. Show your San Lang your love.
/loves on ;u;
Date: 2025-07-24 11:17 pm (UTC)But this is the best way he knows to show his love. So he rubs against the other man and soon, he guides himself into him. The tight grip around him, the silken walls have him gasping and he kisses San Lang's smile clumsily.
He can't help but tremble!}
O-Oh this - San Lang...
/purrs happily
Date: 2025-07-24 11:29 pm (UTC)Then - bliss. Hua Cheng sighs as his beloved slowly sinks into him. His body accepts the unfamiliar intrusion easily, however. This is his god. His husband. His beloved. Heat envelopes him and he kisses his sweet love softly.
The trembling has him smooth loving hands along Xie Lian's sides, encouraging him to relax. Even though it's a challenge to hold still and not move, his muscles flex around Xie Lian's cock, as if trying to draw him in even deeper. ]
My beloved is perfect.
[ There's a well of satisfaction in the low rumble of his voice. ]
/cuddles -w-
Date: 2025-07-24 11:35 pm (UTC)His arousal throbs inside of his beloved, eager for motion, but Xie Lian wants to savor this. He deepens their kisses and tastes the secret corners of his San Lang's mouth. Only when he is dizzy does he finally...pull back.
Only to hurry back in!}
You f-feel... I didn't know - ! Has it always been - ? {He babbles, blushing red.}
^w^
Date: 2025-07-25 12:10 am (UTC)Hua Cheng delights in feeling that throbbing, knowing his beloved wants to move, but also to hold still to let this linger. He knows that feeling, intimately. He answers each kiss, welcoming that probing tongue and teasing it.
A giddy little chuckle escapes at the adorable babbling. ]
It'll get even better. [ He promises, but forces himself to hold still. Only the muscles that grip his beloved's arousal continue to flutter and flex, greedy to hold on tight. ]
:D
Date: 2025-07-25 12:53 am (UTC)Xie Lian doesn't know how to not be genuine. Even dressed as a bride, he had been wholly himself. Just in a dress. The image of his San Lang coming for him that night, smiling and helping him after he stumbled leaves Xie Lian feeling rather naughty. There are many things he would do to welcome his Ghost King now.
Moaning and whining, he rubs their tongues together and, after they part, tries to make sense. Of course he fails.}
It...c-can? It will? {How is that possible? He trembles until he presses his lips into a firm line. Mastering himself, he begins to move inside of his beloved, stroking himself against those lovely walls with a loud gasp.}