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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."

"You make me want to make sure this never ends. This time with us together."

Cupping the back of his head, he closed his eyes. But a smile came to his lips as he did, his body so relaxed and his heart so happy. "I know it will take time but I'm so happy you want to become an Immortal to stay with me. Happier than I have ever been in my life."

Zishu chuckles softly and nudges their noses together affectionately as he finds himself beaming with his own joy. "The time apart after this week will only make the time together even better, beloved."

He loves how welcoming to touch and affection Runyu is. How open his dragon is to him. "I think you should always be happy. Selfishly, I want to be the one to make you stay that way. I don't care what I have to do to see it through."

"I have never been this wanted and loved before. Felt this safe or this happy. You really want me and I can feel it when you look at me. When you touch me."

Runyu opened his eyes now to gaze up at his husband. He smiled warmly at him and gave him a gently little kiss. "I was alone and cold for so long until I met you and you asked to join me in the bath."

"I do," he murmurs softly. "Never doubt that." He meets that gaze unflinchingly, willing himself to be easily read.

The gentle kiss makes him smile again and he answers it, letting it stay gentle and sweet. "I waited so you could have some time to yourself. It didn't matter that people were grumbling, I didn't let them disturb you." Another undemanding kiss.

"Anyone who bothers you now, will have to answer to me."

Runyu gave a soft laugh. "I couldn't stand to be in that room any longer. To have to celebrate something I never asked for with someone I didn't know. Now I find that I can celebrate but I prefer it like this. Alone with you."

He would have lots of eyes on him in the years to come. Especially since a part of him hungered for revenge against his father and step-mother. But that was not something to consider in this moment. All he wanted was time to be with his husband.

"I'm grateful we have this week for just us."

He grins. "I hate feasts like that. I usually drink to dull the roar. Quieter celebrations like this are much nicer." He brushes fingertips over his husband's face, enjoying staying right where he is. Keeping his beloved warm, while continuing to prove his interest in and love for him.

"Any time you do not want to stay somewhere, let me know. I will see to it that you are not disturbed. It doesn't matter the reason for it." He'll even keep his cousin from throwing a fit and causing trouble if it means his husband is happier.

Zishu presses another gentle kiss to soft lips he's already grown addicted to kissing. "Aah. Me too."

"I would hate to leave you alone to endure. I can find it in me to stay if it means keeping you company."

Gently, he traced the lines of Zishu's face as he returned the soft kiss. Those were always so nice. They made him feel so desired even without the addition of sex.

"Will you tell me more about the things you like? The things that make you happy? I want to know more about you."

He sighs under those fingertips, leaning into them with a soft smile. "Your company would make it easier to bare." He thinks he can handle anything now, with this husband of his beside him.

Zishu nuzzles his husband's fingers as he thinks about what to say. He could respond with a playful question, but decides to set teases aside. Runyu deserves honesty - though the tease itself would be honest as well.

"Other than honing my martial arts, I enjoy reading. Studying. Learning all I can. I paint, when my hands grow restless and I have an image that needs to be brought out."

He nuzzles their noses together. "And I ride, whenever I get the chance or excuse."