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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..."

Watching that breathing settle is a joy all in itself. Zishu nuzzles those fingers with a soft smile before carefully pulling his fingers free as he moves back up his husband's body. "You are beautiful," he murmurs.

But who is he to deny his husband anything? Another thing he has no wish to do! So he slicks himself up and guides his aching arousal to Runyu's entrance before slowly sliding back into that tight heat with a low groan.

His hands moved to cup Zishu's neck as the man moved back up. Moaning at how it felt to feel that man slide into him again, he shifted his legs to welcome him, wrapping them around him. He wanted to hold him close to him, savoring the feel of warmth piercing him like this. Giving his husband a smile, he pulled him down for a kiss, sighing as he tasted himself on his tongue.

The welcome has him humming into the kiss as he simply savors being deep inside his husband's body again. Zishu strokes loving hands over Runyu's sides, over those hips and the legs that wrap so perfectly around him. He lets their tongues tangle and dance together for a long moment before starting to move, keeping the thrusts languid and unhurried. Just to enjoy the press and pleasure of moving together. He lets his body restate his devotion and love for his husband.

Runyu gasped at the first movement, wrapping his arms around the man's neck to cling to him. His body was so sensitive right now. Yet he couldn't get enough of what was being given to him. Zishu was such a caring lover that he was already so addicted to it. He was sure they would be making love to each other as often as they could possibly be allowed to at this point.

And he really had no complaints about that either. In truth the dragon fully planned to instigate it as much as possible in the years to come.

How can he possibly harm his sweet husband? Never. Every breath he takes now is for Runyu. He loves introducing him to pleasure. Zishu sets to pressing kisses over his husband's face and then down his neck, willingly baring his own with all the wonderful marks his dragon has already gifted him with.

Runyu will find his husband just as willing to answer each demand. To meet as many of those wants as possible.

The sight of those marks awakened the beast in him again. His face was soon buried against his husband's neck, mouthing at the marks he'd already made and nibbling to create more. It was impossible for him to resist, shivering as they moved and he tasted that sweet skin on his tongue.

These marks would surely show easily. They were going to need to cover them to be presentable in front of others when they finally stopped honeymooning...

His eyes flutter closed at the feel of those teeth and lips against his throat and he sighs his pleasure. He won't speed the healing of even one mark his beloved gives him, no matter how they might show in public. He's not ashamed of his husband, or to show he allows himself to be bitten.

Zishu nibbles over a bare shoulder as finally he lets himself speed up the thrusts.

Gasping moans left him when the pace picked up. He was left clinging the strong body of his husband, rocking his hips to match what Zishu was doing. More bites were left as a result and scratches as well. Especially with how tight he was holding him. All these marks were sure to sting later but the very idea of that excited the dragon and encouraged him to leave more.

He could be quite the possessive one with someone he'd grown attached to. And he was just learning that with Zishu.

He loves how his husband clings to him. He doesn't care about how those fingers dig in or how many bites he earns. They're gifts. From someone he's learning he needs more than air. Moans answer Runyu's and he can't help but speed up even more until he's pounding into his beloved. He trusts his dragon to be able to handle it.

"Ru'er!" He gasps shamelessly.

He could definitely handle it. Throwing his head back, he cried out from the feel of it. The pounding of those hips, the striking against the inside of him so firmly. It made him feel like he was seeing stars with every thrust that he was given. Runyu couldn't stop saying his husband's name, crying out his desire and love for him in just that single word.

He couldn't last much longer with his body so oversensitive already. So it wasn't a surprise, or maybe it was, when he came without warning. Spilling between the two of them he was left trembling pleasantly after, moaning softly.

A breathless laugh escapes followed immediately by a cry of his own at the clenching around him with that wonderful cry. Zishu snaps his hips twice more before spilling deep inside his husband.

His body stays taunt for a long moment before he collapses bonelessly over his husband, gasping for breath.

Relaxing under Zishu, Runyu's hands started to stroke along his back. A gesture soothing for the both of them really. Just as much as it was for him to tilt his head a bit to nuzzle against the one next to his own.

"I love you," he murmured quietly.

Zishu hums under those wonderful, gentle hands. It brings an unbidden smile to his lips and he nuzzles right back. Everything with Runyu feels right. He lifts his head a little, enough to press their foreheads together and gaze into his husband's eyes.

"And I love you."