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Zhou Zishu

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[fated_dance]

[ That's the true proof of Wen Kexing's love and loyalty. Zishu knows it. Treasures having a reason to live again. Treasures his precious Lao Wen. Teasing him is just part of loving him.

Giving himself like this just feels natural. His thighs tremble under those touches and he leans back a little, head dropping back with a low groan at the harder sucking. ]

[ghostlord]

[They have always teased one another! Kexing would be worried if Zishu stopped. His A-Xu has given him life again too. The darkness of his past and the Ghost Valley can't harm him now that he is basking in his A-Xu's radiance. Of course he loves him. Of course he adores him.

Hollowing his cheeks, he takes his love all the way inside, letting him hit the back of his throat. He too groans and he runs his tongue over his A-Xu, tasting him, memorizing him.]

Mmm...

[fated_dance]

[ Just so~

Zishu gasps when he feels the back of that wicked throat and his back arches, even his toes curl! Then his love groans, the vibrations travel through him and he moans. ]

Lao Wen!

[ghostlord]

[Purring, oh so pleased, Kexing hugs his A-Xu around his waist and moves his mouth quicker. He works his soulmate wickedly, showing him no mercy. The way Zishu arches sends him deeper and Kexing swallows around his love, welcoming him. All of him belongs to his A-Xu and so it follows that all of A-Xu belongs to him.]

[fated_dance]

[ Wicked wicked man! Zishu wraps his legs around his love and forces himself to lift his head back - he has to watch. And the sight is worth the effort, though occasionally his eyes flutter closed with another moan as Kexing works him over relentlessly. He belongs to this man - just as Wen Kexing belongs to him. Pleasure washes over him as his breath is utterly stolen and all his focus is on what his love does to him.

He tugs helplessly on soft hair, unable to voice his warning any other way. ]

[ghostlord]

[He doesn't need a warning, silly A-Xu! He knows he is wicked and he is somewhat familiar with using his mouth in this way. Not that those encounters had meant anything (they had mostly been a means to forget his own pain for a little while). Being with Zishu, on the other hand, is everything to him.

His eyes open and he stares at his beloved, teasing the head of his cock by swirling his tongue around it. Then he swallows him once more, hungry for him; for this.]