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"Yes. Very much so."

He wanted to see that body again and know that it was all his. His eyes were already hungry from the thought, reaching out to pull that belt free. The beauty of only having minimal layers on was how quick it was to get rid of them. And Runyu was very eager right now.

And very pleased when the clothing was gone based on how he ran his hands over the bare skin before pushing him to the bed so he could climb onto his lap.

That eagerness steals his breath away and sends shivers of delight through him. He chuckles softly as he's swiftly stripped then pushed onto the bed, offering no resistance.

Zishu welcomes his dragon back onto his lap and slips warm hands under the simple layers Runyu has on before tugging the tie to let the fabric part. He bends to press a kiss over his husband's heart.

Those kisses will only continue over Runyu's chest and shoulders, up that elegant neck, with his hands exploring.

A pleased tremble ran through him as he felt those hands and lips explore him. The more hours they spent together the more comfortable he became with being seen so exposed. He felt beautiful, loved, and wanted. That it was all real. It was enough to make him feel so confident as he let his hands trace over the lines of muscle Zishu had.

"You're a handsome man," he observed quietly, not wanting to break the spell they'd started by making love again.

The scars on Runyu's body don't bother Zishu. They do nothing to detract from his beauty. So of course he does all he can to prove that, pressing just as much affection to them as he does the unmarked skin.

He hums as he feels his husband's hands answer in exploring him, bringing a renewed pulse of desire that he does nothing to resist. A smile is pressed to the line of lithe muscle at the quiet comment. "All yours," he breathes over bare skin.

"All of you?" Feeling playful, he smiled some and ran his fingers over Zishu's body until he got up to those lips pressing so many wonderful kisses over him. They could play a little game and still fulfill that promise, after all.

"Even...these?" Lightly he ran his fingers over those lovely lips.

He laughs softly before licking those fingertips. He loves that playfulness!

"Yes, even those," he answers cheerfully. "What do you want them to do, husband?" Naughtily, he leans in just enough to draw two fingers in, sucking gently on them. Teeth nibbling just a little.

"Mmm...it might be what you want to do with them."

But his eyes were glued to those lips, clearly very interested in what they could be doing to him. Licking his own lips, Runyu felt the blood pooling between his legs just watching and feeling what that tongue was doing to his fingers. He had to force his eyes to drag back up to Zishu's.

"Would you like to show me what you'd like to do with them, Zi'er?"

He hums, eyes glued to Runyu's face as he slowly pulls his lips from those fingers. Then presses a tender kiss to the tips.

"I would," he purrs, then lifts his husband just enough to move them closer to the middle of the bed before laying him out. Before returning to his exploration though, he kisses his dragon warmly, lingering just enough to nibble playfully on those lips.

"Are you warm enough?" Just a hint of a tease, though he's also curious if he should stoke the fire higher again before he really begins.

So strong. Such advantages to marrying a swordsman. He smiled up at his husband, cupping his face as they kissed and sighing at how warm the affection was. And speaking of warmth, it was beyond touching that Zishu remembered such a thing. Yes they'd just talked about it but in the heat of the moment one could still forget.

Runyu gave him a fond look and tucked a strand of hair behind the man's ear.

"Warm me up with your body. That is the warmth I crave right now."

No detail is too small for him to remember when it comes to Runyu. Even when burning with desire to touch and claim his husband again - his comfort matters.

Zishu smiles softly and leans into that hand. "As my husband wishes," he murmurs.

Then he bends back to the task of mapping out Runyu's entire body...with his lips. He pays close attention to what draws the best sounds from the dragon as lips and tongue move over the other's strong chest, down his abdomen. Each positive sound or movement will see him pausing to pay special attention to a particular spot.

Gasping at the warm feeling of those lips, he found his body tingled in the best way as Zishu moved over him. The care he showed to spots that were more sensitive did not go unnoticed. He even went as far as to stretch under him to make it even easier for him to enjoy those places, hands grasping the pillow under his head.

Biting his lip, Runyu found himself getting harder and harder as his husband explored and teased him. It was so good and yet almost maddening at the same time. He loved it yet still had to point it out. "You are a tease, Zi'er."

Zishu loves getting to shower him with love and affection. In learning each sensitive spot. How his precious husband even stretches to let him find even more. He feels himself growing harder and harder as well, though he ignores that ache.

For now.

He smirks against a bare hip at that 'complaint'. "You can return the favor later," he promises before eyeing that lovely arousal between his husband's legs. Very few of his previous lovers had gotten this reaction from him, but Runyu...makes it simple to want to taste him. So he runs the tip of his tongue along the underside of his husband's length before pressing a gentle kiss to the very tip of it.

"A-ah..." Back arching just from that feel of a warm tongue sliding along him, Runyu gripped the pillow tighter. A shudder ran through his entire body as he closed his eyes for a moment. Really the things that mouth could do. Looking down again, he let out a shaky breath and spread his legs more to welcome his husband between them.

"You're so gifted with that mouth of yours. I might get jealous of those you practiced on before me." Of course that wasn't true at all. Mainly because Runyu knew for sure that they would never have this man again. Zishu was all his now and his alone.

He settles between those legs and rests warm hands on Runyu's hips, thumbs rubbing soothing over hip bones. He presses another kiss to that sensitive tip.

"I wanted to do this to very few," he aims to reassure. "Think of what practice I have as making myself ready for you." Because Runyu will be his last. No one else can have Zhou Zishu now.

He goes slow though, lips parting again - this time to draw his husband's arousal in deep, gently sucking, tongue licking and tasting as his gaze remains fixed on his lover's handsome face.

It was like when his fingers had been in that mouth yet so much better. The feel of that warmth surrounding him and pulling him in caused a shuddering moan to fall out of his lips. Arching again, his eyes remained glued to the man, wanting to take in every single moment of what he was doing to him. Missing out on any of this simply was not an option.

Already he was feeling warmer, the flush of arousal filling him. Breathing a little faster now, he parted his lips to take in more air. "Zi'er," he breathed out in utter admiration, the sound almost a moan in truth.

That moan sends maddening heat rushing through him and he can't help the answering moan around his mouthful. He sucks harder, eagerness encouraging him on. Hands on those hips do nothing to hold Runyu to the bed, only stroking over in open admiration and pleasure as his head starts to bob. Pulling almost all the way off, tongue lapping at the head of his lover's arousal. Then draws it right back in with a low, shameless moan of pleasure.

Intent to drive his husband mad with need? Oh yes. Zishu almost aches to see how Runyu unravels, knowing he's safe with him.

Those hips were definitely rolling, seeking out the heat of that mouth. Runyu couldn't get enough of it nor the sounds that his husband was giving him. The fact that he was getting so much pleasure from the act of doing this to him, it was mind blowing. He felt his heart pounding in his chest as he watched him, so breathless from the sight of it.

"Zi'er..."

The dragon was rapidly finding himself squirming from the attention, body eager for more. "Zi'er...more...please..."

He doesn't need to control this. He takes delight in giving his husband the freedom to thrust and claim his mouth and throat just as he enjoys sucking firmly on that throbbing length. The pleas make him shudder and he dips fingers down to gently rub over his husband's entrance, checking to see how much prep is needed. He still pulls off that arousal, hot breath panting over wet skin.

"Oil, beloved," he murmurs roughly before licking the tip again and drawing that arousal back in with a long growl.

Beloved. He loved how that sounded. He smiled warmly at him even as he moaned when that wonderful mouth took him back between his lips. Oil he could do though. Waving his hand, he summoned the bottle to his hand then held it out for Zishu to take. Somehow he had a feeling he wouldn't need much prep now that his body craved this man so much but he certainly appreciated it regardless.

"Here. Take it..."

No other word is more appropriate now. Runyu is beloved by Zhou Zishu.

Delight has him humming happily around his mouthful as he's handed the requested oil, and he doesn't stop for a second in uncorking it. Fingers dip in and he slicks them up before teasing his husband's entrance again. Two fingers slide in easily. He prepares his husband now...because he enjoys the process. And isn't quite ready to pull free of pleasuring his husband like this.

So his fingers stroke in time with the gentle and firm sucking, then curl to hunt for his beloved's prostate.

One of his hands held tight to the pillow under his head while the other tangled into Zishu's hair. The feel of that clever mouth mixed with those questing fingers was so much. It felt amazing, leaving the dragon moaning for his husband. However, what truly sent a jolt was when those fingers found what they were looking for.

Crying out, his back arched and he ended up pulling on the hair that he held. Toes curling, his hips jerked without him even meaning to. "Zi'er...Zi'er..."

He moans at the feel of fingers curling in his hair, even when they tug roughly. It makes him eager to taste his beloved, to swallow that release, so he hums insistently as he sucks firmly. His fingers thrust and tease that sweet spot relentlessly.

He soon realized what Zishu was doing. A part of him didn't want to finish so soon. Yet another part of him didn't care. His husband wasn't going to stop, that much was very certain. In the end, it didn't matter really because he let out a cry as he came into that sweet mouth, back arching and hand clinging to his hair.

His body felt like it was singing...

How can he stop now? He doesn't want to! Zishu greedily swallows every drop before gentling the hold his mouth has on his beloved, fingers slowing before stilling completely. Carefully he pulls off and nuzzles Runyu's hip as he catches his breath, a fierce joy shining in his face as he watches his beloved come down from the height he'd brought him.

Breathing deep, Runyu let himself recover. His entire body still tingled and he could feel that the arousal hadn't died at all despite his very recent orgasm. Untangling his fingers from that soft hair, he let them stroke over the handsome face instead, smiling down at him. "Don't stop. I want you..."