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His parents are always away on business trips during the summer.
On the good side, that means that Xie Lian has the whole house for himself and he can set the AC temperature as low as he pleases, and stay in the pool as late as he feels like. On the bad side, he has to wake up early to open the door and let in the guys his parents hired to do some repair work on the backyard of the house and the gardens.
He sighs as he turns off his alarm and walks to the kitchen downstairs, still wearing the long shirt and shorts that he wore as pajamas. It's not like he has to look super elegant to greet the builders. He opens the fridge to serve himself a glass of raspberry juice and grabs a metal straw from the drawer. He doesn’t feel particularly hungry, so he decides to wait till lunch time to eat.
As soon as he takes a sip of his drink he hears a ringing sound indicating that someone is at the front door.
When he opens the door he almost chokes with the juice.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Standing outside the door was Mr. Hua, the man that has been working for his father since forever, that was expected. What he didn’t expect was to see his son for the first time in years, and for him to have grown up to be this handsome.
He is tall., like, really tall, and he has let his hair grow till his shoulder blades, Xie Lian remembers it being pretty short when he was young. One of Hua Cheng’s eyes is covered by a black eyepatch that wasn’t there the last time he saw him either. He is wearing a red sleeveless shirt that makes it impossible for Xie Lian not to stare at his muscly arms, and he is sure that Hua Cheng noticed.
“Good morning,” he remembers to greet them after what feels like years.
“Good morning, young master Xie!” Mr. Hua returns the greeting. “It’s nice to see you after all these years, how are you doing?”
“It’s nice to see you too, come inside,” Xie Lian moves aside to let them inside the house. “I’ve been well, what about you?”
“We’re doing fine,” the man says “Do you remember my son, Hua Cheng?” he places an arm on his son’s shoulder. “He’s working for me now.”
“Of course I remember,” Xie Lian smiles.
They walk together to the backdoor and Xie Lian leaves them alone so they can work. His father already told all the instructions to Mr. Hua via phonecall so he doesn’t have to intervene anymore.
The weather is killing him but his parents are going to kill him if he lowers the temperature of the AC any more than he already has, the power bill is going to be too high, so he decides that the wise thing to do is to open the window of his room to see if that lets some fresh air in.
Sadly he can’t see the backyard where Hua Cheng is working from his window, but he wants to finish practicing this piano piece before going downstairs for lunch so he can't spy on him. The cooks are on vacation, too, so he’ll have to order delivery if he doesn’t want to burn the kitchen down.
However, his practice is interrupted by a few rings of the doorbell. Xie Lian looks out from his window and is met by the sight of Shi Qingxuan looking up. He sighs..
“Why don’t you tell me when you’re coming?” he complains.
The woman smiles. “It’s just for a quick second, I want to tell you something,” she said. “I brought food.” There was a plastic bag in her hands.
Xie Lian walks down and opens the door for her.
“You could’ve texted me at least,” he tells her.
“Come on, don’t be like that, I’m just dropping by for a second,” she replies.
They walk into the kitchen and she takes a big cardboard take-out box from the bag, containing fried chicken.
“It’s for you, I’m not eating. I have a date,” she declares.
Ah, so that’s why she is here.
“Are you going to ask me to cover for you?” Xie Lian guesses.
“Please, please, please,” she begs, grabbing his shirt. “I told my father I was coming here.”
She always does this. Her parents want her to date someone they approve of, and Shi Qingxuan has a thing for bad boys that are the complete opposite of their standard.
“Okay, fine,” he accepts. “but text me once you meet with him and call me if there’s anything wrong.”
“Thank youuuu!” She gives him a hug. “You’re the best!”
Xie Lian smiles and returns the hug. He has a weak spot for her.
“So, will you tell me about your date as I eat?”
Hua Cheng knocks on the kitchen door as Xie Lian eats and listens to Shi Qingxuan talk.
“Sorry to bother,” he says. “Could I get a glass of water?”
His shirt is soaked with sweat and sticking to his muscles, and Xie Lian has a hard time trying not to stare.
“Of course, come in,” he says.
He gets up from his seat at the breakfast bar and searches for a glass in the cupboards, tiptoeing to be able to reach it. He opens the fridge and fills the glass with cold water, then hands it to Hua Cheng.
When he grabs the glass, their fingers touch and Xie Lian suddenly feels like the temperature of the room rises a few more degrees. They stare into each other’s eyes till Hua Cheng brings the glass to his mouth to take a sip. Now Xie Lian can’t stop looking at the way his adam’s apple moves as he drinks the liquid.
“You can take it with you, do you want the bottle too?” he offers. “Just remember to bring it back before you leave.”
“That’ll be great, thank you.”
When he leaves, Shi Qingxuan is smiling widely in Xie Lian’s direction. He can sense a bit of teasing in her gaze.
“What? Why are you looking at me like that?” Xie Lian asks, maybe a bit too defensive.
“Oh, nothing, I just kinda got the feeling that you wanted that dude to bend you over the kitchen counter and-”
Xie Lian interrupts her by playfully hitting her hand. “Shi Qingxuan!” he complains.
He is sure he is blushing by the way she laughs.
“Sorry, sorry,” she says, not sounding sorry at all. “Who is he?”
“A builder, my parents are fixing and renovating some stuff in the backyard,” Xie Lian explains.
Shi Qingxuan hums. “He is handsome.”
“No, stop it. I know what you’re thinking.”
“What?” she fakes innocence. “Come on, he definitely likes you too. You should go for it.”
Her words are still echoing in Xie Lian’s brain as he is in the laundry room, taking clothes out of the washing machine. Shi Qingxuan is right, in all honesty. Hua Cheng is very handsome, and Xie Lian has to admit that he has some type of feelings for him. He still can’t believe that the little guy that was always clinging to him when he accompanied his father to work in the past had grown up to be that attractive.
Xie Lian bends down to put the wet clothes inside the dryer, and Hua Cheng couldn’t choose a better moment to walk in. The sound of the door startles Xie Lian and makes him jump a little, making him hit his head.
"Sorry," says Hua Cheng when he notices.
"It's okay, I was distracted."
Xie Lian looks at him with a smile and catches the other man's gaze on his thighs and butt. Hua Cheng looks up immediately when he notices that Xie Lian is looking at him, but it’s too late. Still, he pretends as if nothing happened. It stirs up Xie Lian’s insides.
His breath also catches because Hua Cheng isn't wearing a shirt, revealing even more muscle than Xie Lian imagined he had, wet from his sweat. He is sure that his abdomen would feel hard under his touch, and he has to look away before his mind gets carried away by how the black hair gets lost under the elastic of his sweatpants.
He clears his throat. “Were you leaving already?” Xie Lian asks.
“Yes,” Hua Cheng replies. “I was going to wash my hands and return the glass and bottle to you,” he explains, walking towards the sink.
As he washes his hands, Xie Lian notices a small red wound on the side of his index finger.
“Did you cut yourself?” he asks the obvious.
“Ah, this, yes.”
“Let me bring you a band-aid.”
“It’s not necessary, gege, I’m used to it,” Hua Cheng says as the other man runs to the door.
It’s the first time he has called him gege after all this time. Xie Lian’s heart feels warm.
“No, no, give me a second, don’t move.”
Xie Lian runs back to the house and into the main bathroom to look for the first aid kit. He grabs the box of band-aids and goes back to the laundry room.
“Here,” Xie Lian says to Hua Cheng, opening the box. “Give me your hand.”
Hua Cheng looks hesitant to do so, but obeys him and lets Xie Lian cover the small, now clean, cut.
“There, perfect,” he smiles.
“Thank you, gege, you didn’t have to,” he smiles back.
They stay as if frozen in place, looking at each other’s eyes.
Xie Lian feels his ears heating. They’re standing close, so close, and Hua Cheng is so attractive that Xie Lian wants to advert his gaze and, at the same time, never stop looking at him.
“Gege is even more beautiful now than when he was a kid,” Hua Cheng says suddenly and with his fingers brushes a lock of Xie Lian’s hair, that had escaped his bun, from his face.
Xie Lian’s throat feels dry.
“Look who’s talking,” Xie Lian laughs a bit awkwardly. “Hua Cheng grew up so handsome, and tall,” he says, the last part making the other man laugh. “It’s unfair,” he pouts.
“I still prefer to be called San Lang,” Hua Cheng says.
When they first met, Hua Cheng told him he was named San Lang, and later, when Xie Lian found out what his real name was, Hua Cheng insisted to keep calling him San Lang.
The memory makes him smile.
“San Lang it is, then,” he says. “How come you’re so tall?”
“Genetics, I guess,” Hua Cheng simply replies.
“It’s unfair,” Xie Lian repeats.
“But gege’s height isn’t bad,” Hua Cheng says. “it’s cute.”
Xie Lian knows for sure he is blushing now. Is Hua Cheng flirting with him, or is he misinterpreting something?
“San Lang…” Xie Lian complains at the teasing.
“What? It’s true,” Hua Cheng smiles widely. “Gege is so small, your hands too.”
He grabs Xie Lian's hand to demonstrate and it’s indeed true. Xie Lian was too distracted to notice when he tended his wound, but Hua Cheng's fingers are long, very long. His skin feels rough from working with his hands all day and Xie Lian has to stop himself from imagining how they'd feel against his own bare skin.
"It's not that I'm small," Xie Lian says. "It's that San Lang is too big."
Hua Cheng's eyes seem to shine at the comment, looking at Xie Lian with so much intensity that he feels he's going to catch on fire.
Xie Lian coughs.
"So, let's go leave the glass inside?" he says, changing the subject.
"Okay."
The tension breaks, allowing Xie Lian to breathe, and they walk into the house and the kitchen. Xie Lian dries the glass with a towel and approaches one of the cupboards, getting on his tiptoes to leave the glass inside.
Hua Cheng sees him struggling and can’t stay still. “Let me help.”
Xie Lian is about to refuse and say he can do it by himself, but he finds it impossible to utter a sound when Hua Cheng gets behind him and rests a hand on his waist while the other reaches for the glass to place it inside the cupboard. Hua Cheng’s crotch is pressing against his butt and, with how thin the cloth of his shorts is, Xie Lian can feel everything .
“San Lang,” he whines.
Hua Cheng doesn’t move.
“Gege’s waist is small too,” he says instead.
That’s it. That’s his limit.
In a sudden wave of bravery and impulsivity, Xie Lian turns around and grabs Hua Cheng by his nape to bring him down and kiss him. The speed makes their teeth collide and they both hurt but it doesn’t matter, neither of them letting the other person go.
Hua Cheng’s lips feel softer than they appear against his own, and Xie Lian bites them playfully. The other man lets him, smiling in response. After a couple of seconds, Hua Cheng licks his lower lip and Xie Lian parts his mouth, allowing Hua Cheng’s tongue to come in. Their tongues slide together smoothly.
Xie Lian hasn't kiss many people in his life, and he'll classify his experiences as pretty good, but Hua Cheng is making his standards rise. Compared to kissing him, none of his previous kisses had ever been this good. Xie Lian wants to keep kissing him forever.
Hua Cheng's hand that was previously holding the glass, moves to meet the other at Xie Lian's waist, and they both slide down little by little till they reach his ass.
Xie Lian hums, contentedly, into Hua Cheng's mouth and gives a bite to his lower lip before he moves away.
They're both panting when they part.
Xie Lian takes a few seconds to catch his breath and he realizes that he basically threw himself at Hua Cheng without asking for consent first.
"I'm sorry San Lang!" he hurries to say. "I'm so sorry, I didn't ask if-"
"It's fine, gege," Hua Cheng interrupts him. "I don't care, I liked it," he confesses. "I wanted to kiss gege too, from the moment I saw you at the doorway."
Xie Lian dares to meet his eye at that.
"You did?"
"Mn." Hua Cheng nods.
Xie Lian sighs in relief. "Oh, thank God."
They both laugh
"Wanna carry on?" Hua Cheng asks as he lightly squeezes Xie Lian's buttchecks.
"Yes please."
After a few more kisses, Xie Lian is now seated on top of the counter, his legs wrapped around Hua Cheng's waist. The two of them can feel the other growing harder with each move and slide of tongues. Xie Lian's shirt was thrown and forgotten on the floor. He moans into Hua Cheng's mouth and presses harder against his body, hands roaming on his back. He lowers them until they reach the hem of his sweatpants and stops.
"You can take them off," Hua Cheng says as if he read his mind.
With his permission, Xie Lian gets his hands under it, moving them to the front to palm Hua Cheng's erection over his boxers. The man moans into his ear. Xie Lian tries not to get distracted by him and carefully moves his hand around to lower his pants as much as he can. Once they're around Hua Cheng’s ankles, he lifts his feet to take them off completely.
When he looks back up, he catches Xie Lian staring at his bulge, and Hua Cheng even has the audacity to smirk.
"I'm glad that gege is enjoying the show," Hua Cheng says, amused at the way his words make Xie Lian's face turn red. "But I'll like to take gege's shorts off too now."
"Oh," Xie Lian says. "Of course."
He jumps from the counter and lets Hua Cheng slide them off, the touch of his hands on his thighs as he does so burn Xie Lian's skin. Hua Cheng is kneeling on the floor in front of him, his face at the same level as Xie Lian's crotch, looking as if he wants to completely devour him.
"You can take the boxers off too, if you want" Xie Lian mutters, covering his face with one of his hands.
Hua Cheng smiles tenderly and reaches for Xie Lian's hand. He kisses the back of it.
"Don't be embarrassed," he whispers against his skin.
He gives another kiss, this time to the skin of his thigh. He grabs the hem of the boxers and slides them down little by little, revealing more and more of Xie Lian's skin with each pull. Hua Cheng continues giving small pecks to his thighs until the boxers reach his ankles.
He pats the counter. “Sit here,” Hua Cheng says.
His voice is sweet but it sounds like an order, and Xie Lian obeys it.
“Can I blow you, gege?” he asks.
The sight of Hua Cheng on the floor in front of him with his hands on his hips, face so close to his bare, hard cock...how can Xie Lian refuse?
“Uh, mhm,” he nods.
He braces himself, grabbing the corner of the counter with all his strength.
Hua Cheng seems happy that he accepted and gets to work immediately, wrapping a hand around the base of his erection and sticking out his tongue to give a lick from bottom to top, applying more pressure with it when he reaches the tip. He repeats the same action a couple of times before he opens his mouth and engulfs Xie Lian’s length completely.
Xie Lian believes he never moaned as loud as he does when his cock touches the back of Hua Cheng’s throat. He automatically feels embarrassed by the sound he makes, and he’s thankful that his hands are gripping the edge of the counter. If not, he’d have the impulse to grab Hua Cheng’s head.
Hua Cheng bobs his head up and down a couple of times, with increasing speed. One of his hands is playing with Xie Lian’s balls while the other one is grabbing his thigh for leverage, so strongly that Xie Lian suspects he is going to leave a mark. The idea arouses him even more. Maybe it’ll even be visible with his shorts on.
He didn't realize he has closed his eyes until Hua Cheng taps his hand. Xie Lian opens them and makes eye contact with him. Hua Cheng is looking at him, the word “adoration” written all over his expression. Xie Lian almost feels unworthy of it.
Hua Cheng hums and it sends waves of pleasure through Xie Lian’s body. He desperately wants to grab Hua Cheng’s head and fuck his mouth at his own pace. He doesn’t need to, however. Hua Cheng is doing an excellent job and, if it continues this way, he’s definitely going to come soon.
“Hua Cheng,” he struggles to say between moans. “I’m close,” he admits a few moments later.
Hua Cheng acknowledges him with a low, guttural noise, but doesn’t stop. Even worse, he moves faster. Xie Lian grabs the back of Hua Cheng’s head in a futile attempt to keep him in place. Hua Cheng doesn’t stop, making Xie Lian accidentally pull at his hair a little too hard.
Xie Lian has an apology trapped in his throat, but he’s unable to produce any coherent sound. Hua Cheng, however, doesn’t seem bothered by the pull, even more, he moans around Xie Lian’s cock, as if the pain brought him pleasure.
“San Lang,” he moans, feeling the fire in his lower stomach unleash.
Hua Cheng hums again and finally, finally , stops moving, letting Xie Lian come. He slowly swallows all of it.
Xie Lian is still trembling when Hua Cheng gets up from the floor, looking content. He gives a kiss to Xie Lian’s forehead and threads his fingers through his hair as Xie Lian calms down. He is thankful that he is seated on the counter because his legs feel like jelly, unable to hold his weight.
“San Lang,” Xie Lian says, almost sighs.
“Mn? What is it, gege?”
“Kiss me, please,” he asks.
Hua Cheng’s eye shines.
“Of course.”
This time the kiss is slower, softer. Xie Lian can taste himself on Hua Cheng’s tongue and the thought brings another wave of warmness to him.
When they part, Xie Lian remembers that Hua Cheng has made him come but he hasn’t done anything for Hua Cheng.
“San Lang, I’m sorry, let me take care of you, let me-,” he blurts out, ready to jump from the counter and drop to his knees at Hua Cheng’s feet, but he interrupts him.
“It’s fine, gege, I, umm,” he says, sounding embarrassed for the first time in the day. “I’ve already…” he doesn’t finish the sentence but he doesn’t need to for Xie Lian to understand.
He looks down and sees that, indeed, Hua Cheng isn't hard anymore. He came just from sucking Xie Lian off.
Xie Lian’s breath hitches. He then notices that Hua Cheng’s hand is sticky with semen and he’s reaching for the sink to clean it up.
Xie Lian acts faster than his brain can process and grabs Hua Cheng’s wrist, brings his hand to his mouth, and licks it clean.
Hua Cheng can’t hold back a moan.
“Fuck gege, do you want to kill me?” he asks, voice hoarse.
Xie Lian giggles.
“You know, when I asked you for the glass of water earlier and you reached for the counter with those small pajama shorts... I wanted nothing more than to bend you over the counter and fuck you right then and there,” Hua Cheng says.
Xie Lian blushes madly, embarrassed, but his cock betrays him with a twitch. He swallows, hard, trying to gain the bravery he needs to say what he wants to say.
“Why didn’t you?” he whispers.
He wants to hide as soon as he speaks.
“Stop” Hua Cheng complains in a whine. “You’re really going to kill me.”
Xie Lian laughs after Hua Cheng gives him a kiss.
“Do you want to do it then or…?”
Hua Cheng groans. “God, gege, yes, please.” He hides his face on Xie Lian’s shoulder before speaking again. “Do you have any condoms?” he asks. “and lube?”
“Oh, right.” Xie Lian gets up. “I should, yeah, upstairs.”
Hua Cheng seems to be thinking about something for a few seconds.
“You know what? Fucking in the kitchen can wait,” he says.
Xie Lian has no time to process what he is saying before he feels his feet lift from the ground, Hua Cheng’s hands under his butt holding him up. Xie Lian wraps his legs and arms around him as a reflex, scared of falling. The position makes Hua Cheng’s still clothed cock rub against Xie Lian’s own bare one. He is sure they’re going to get hard again soon.
“I hope you don’t mind letting me inside your room,” Hua Cheng says, starting to walk.
“Of course I don’t mind,” Xie Lian says. “Are you gonna walk up the stairs like this? Ain’t I heavy?”
“It’s fine, I’m not gonna let you fall.”
Xie Lian feels stupid by the butterflies that statement makes him feel.
They walk like that, the rocking motion not doing much to calm both of their erections and racing hearts. They finally reach upstairs and Hua Cheng gives Xie Lian a kiss, resting against the wall.
“Which one is your room?” he asks.
“Oh, the one at the end of the hall at the right, the white door,” Xie Lian explains.
Hua Cheng follows Xie Lian’s instructions and opens the door with a small push of his foot as he is still carrying the other. Once inside, he lets Xie Lian down on the bed and kisses him.
“So, lube and condoms?” Hua Cheng reminds him.
“Ah, right.”
Xie Lian opens the drawer of his bedside table and takes out a pink bottle. He looks around for a bit but he can’t find the box of condoms, nor any loose ones. It seems like he forgot to buy new ones.
“Apparently I ran out of condoms,” Xie Lian sighs. “You don’t have any?” he asks, knowing that the chances are very small.
“Oh,” Hua Cheng says. “No, I don’t tend to bring condoms to work.” he laughs.
They stay in silence for a second, thinking of what to do.
“Well I am clean,” Xie Lian says quietly, looking at him from the corner of his eyes.
Hua Cheng is taken aback by his words. He laughs, shaking his head.
“I’m clean too,” he says at the end. “Are you sure about this, gege? If not we can leave it here and-”
“I’m sure,” Xie Lian interrupts him.
As if to prove how sure he is, he moves closer to Hua Cheng and straddles his lap, lightly pushing him against the mattress to kiss him.
“I’m sure,” he repeats.
Hua Cheng seems convinced. He cups Xie Lian's face with his hands and kisses him softly. Then, he lowers his head to kiss his neck while his hands move to his lower back, slowly trailing down to his ass. He gives it a grope that makes Xie Lian moan in Hua Cheng’s ear as he grinds down against him. Some of the neck kisses turn into soft bites as time passes.
Hua Cheng kneads Xie Lian’s asscheeks, his fingers occasionally brushing against his entrance. Xie Lian whines.
“San Lang,” Xie Lian whispers. “Please.”
“Mn? What does gege want me to do?” Hua Cheng asks, feinging innocence.
“Put your fingers inside me already, please” he begs.
All shyness left in him disappeared after saying so many embarrassing things.
“Shit gege,” Hua Cheng moans. “Fuck, okay.”
He grabs the bottle of lube that Xie Lian left on top of the pillows earlier and opens it.
“Can I take your boxers off meanwhile?” Xie Lian asks while Hua Cheng pours the lube in his hand.
“Ah, yes” he accepts.
Xie Lian hums happily and gets rid of the boxers pretty quickly, mouth watering at the sight they reveal. He knew Hua Cheng is big, he felt him rubbing against his body before, but seeing him is a completely different thing. His size makes Xie Lian wonder if it'll be able to fit inside of him.
Hua Cheng notices the way he is looking at him and smiles. “Come on, stop staring and come back here,” he motions for Xie Lian to get back on top of him.
Xie Lian straddles him again and, instead of kissing Hua Cheng’s lips, he decides to kiss a few marks around his neck. The pale skin under his mouth doesn’t take much time to turn different shades of red and purple.
He hisses when he feels the cold lube dripping from Hua Cheng’s fingers against his sensitive skin that is too hot due to both the weather and what they’re doing. Hua Cheng deposits a soft kiss on Xie Lian’s forehead, his fingers teasing against the man’s entrance.
“Are you ready?” he asks, cupping Xie Lian’s face with his free hand.
“Mhm,” Xie Lian nods, biting his lower lip in anticipation. “Is this position okay?” he asks. “Maybe it is better if I lie down, or get on my hands and knees?”
“Ah, yes, perhaps it’ll be more comfortable if you lie down,” Hua Cheng says. When they switch positions, he lowers to whisper into Xie Lian’s ear, “I want to see the face you make when you come.” Xie Lian moans in response.
Hua Cheng draws back with a smirk and positions himself better between Xie Lian’s legs. He carefully but firmly drags him down a little and pushes his legs closer to Xie Lian’s chest. He looks at him to check if everything is okay and then presses the pad of his finger to his entrance, entering just the tip of it.
Xie Lian whines at the uncomfortable sensation. He hasn’t done this in a very long time, but he adjusts quickly as Hua Cheng presses the whole finger inside. He moves it around, making sure not to touch Xie Lian's prostate yet and winning a few annoyed whines from him.
“Another one,” Xie Lian demands after a while.
Hua Cheng obeys, adding a second finger with not a lot of trouble. This time, he reaches further and touches that place, making Xie Lian arch his back in pleasure and squeeze around the digits.
"San Lang!" he moans.
Hua Cheng kisses the side of his leg. "Relax, gege," he says.
Xie Lian nods, holding his lower lip between his teeth in concentration as he tries to relax and not squeeze his legs together so Hua Cheng can move his fingers. Small sounds of pleasure threaten to escape his throat with every movement.
"Do you want a third finger or is that enough?" Hua Cheng asks after a while, stilling for a moment.
"Ah, I think that's okay!" Xie Lian says.
Hua Cheng takes his fingers out and opens the bottle of lube again. Xie Lian watches him, hunger evident in his eyes, as he coats the full length of his cock with it. His size makes his mouth water in anticipation of how good it'll feel inside of him.
"Ready gege?" the man asks. His hands are holding Xie Lian's tights to keep him in place, the tip of his cock aligned right in front of his entrance.
"Mn, mhm," Xie Lian hums. "Ready."
Hua Cheng enters him painfully slow, visibly scared of hurting him in any way. Xie Lian knows he is big, feels it, and yes, maybe Hua Cheng should have added a third finger before continuing, but the way his body adjusts and stretches around him is turning him on.
"A-ah, San Lang!" he moans once the man is fully inside of him. He throws his hands around his neck and brings him down to kiss him. He moans again into the kiss. "Move, please," he asks.
Hua Cheng gives a cute peck to Xie Lian's small nose. "Stop me if I hurt you," he says.
Hua Cheng begins to move in and out, rising his speed a bit each time until he finds a nice rhythm that brings the both of them pleasure. The obscene sound from the slapping of skin and squelch from the lube manage to make Xie Lian's already fogged mind to feel even dizzier. To make it worse, Hua Cheng decides that it's a good moment to leave his mark all over the other's legs and thighs, sinking his teeth in his skin. Those marks are going to last him for days.
A particularly hard thrust presses right into his sweet spot and Xie Lian arches his back in pleasure, feeling himself getting closer to the edge. "San Lang, fuck, right there," he manages to say.
"Gege looks so pretty like this," Hua Cheng says, his fingers trailing along the sensitive skin of his legs.
Xie Lian moans.
Just then, the default ringtone he never changed on his phone kills the mood as the device, forgotten somewhere on top of the bedside table, alerts him that someone is calling him.
"Fuck," Xie Lian complains, reaching for it to check who is it.
He hears Hua Cheng groaning in complaint too, but he stops moving.
Xie Lian looks at the name on the screen and freezes. Shi Qingxuan is calling him. He told her to call him in case of an emergency.
He answers immediately. Hua Cheng must have realized by his face that something was wrong because he makes an attempt to get out of him, but Xie Lian wraps his legs around his waist to keep him in place.
"A-Xuan!" he greets her, worrisome clear in his voice. "Is everything okay? Do you need me to pick you up?"
"What? Oh, no, no! Everything is okay," she says. "More than okay, actually. The date was great."
Xie Lian sighs, relieved and annoyed at the same time. "Don't scare me like that," he complains.
"I'm sorry!" she apologizes. "I just wanted to scream at you about how amazing everything was!"
She sounds happy and Xie Lian is happy that she is, but he doesn't really want to talk about it right now. He knows the conversation is going to last at least an hour and he can not wait that long with Hua Cheng inside of him, unmoving.
"I'm glad that's the case, but I'm sorry, can I call you later? I was in the middle of something," he says.
"In the middle of something?" she asks.
"Yes," Xie Lian says. He sighs again and it sounds a bit lewder than he intended. "I'll call you later?"
"What are you doing?" Shi Qingxuan wants to know, suspicion is clear in her boy. Xie Lian usually has all the time in the world to talk with her. Then, she gasps. "Wait!" she exclaims loud enough for even Hua Cheng to hear her. "Are you having sex with that builder guy? Hell yes!" Xie Lian's face goes red, but she gives him no time to come up with a lie. "Sorry to interrupt!" and she hangs up.
As soon as she does, Hua Cheng bursts out laughing. Xie Lian covers his face with his hands to hide from sight.
"I'm sorry," he apologizes.
"It 's fine gege," Hua Cheng says. He grabs Xie Lian's wrist and gives him a soft kiss on the lips. "Is she the girl you were having lunch with earlier?"
"Yeah, she had a date," he explains. “She was supposed to call if she was in danger, but she called to talk to me about how amazing the date was.”
“Mn, I see,” Hua Cheng says, brushing Xie Lian’s hair out of his forehead. “So, should we continue?”
“Yeah,” Xie Lian agrees quickly. “Please.”
They kiss and Hua Cheng resumes the previous pace, finding Xie Lian’s prostate even easier this time. It manages to draw out moans from the both of them. Xie Lian’s fingers dig into Hua Cheng’s shoulder blades as if to brace himself. At the same time, one of Hua Cheng's hands holds his hip firmly to keep him in place, while the other caresses Xie Lian's face.
"San Lang," Xie Lian moans against his mouth.
"Gege," he moans back. He bites Xie Lian's lip and licks at it. "I'm close," he adds in a whisper.
"Me too," Xie Lian confesses.
The hand that was caressing his face moves to his cock and just a few jerks of Hua Cheng's wrist are enough to bring him over the edge.
"San Lang!" he screams, back arching in pleasure and legs squeezing as he comes between their bodies.
"Xie Lian," Hua Cheng moans. He licks his hand and stays still for a second to give Xie Lian time to catch his breath.
"San Lang," Xie Lian wraps his arms around his neck anyway. "Come inside of me. Please," he begs.
Hua Cheng groans and obeys, moving again, fucking into him harder than before.
"So that's why gege didn't want to use condoms," he teases him. "Do you like it when someone comes inside of you? Does it turn gege on?"
Xie Lian shame was left behind long ago. "Ngh, yes," he says. "Yes."
"Fuck," Hua Cheng curses. Xie Lian finds it incredibly attractive. "I'm close," he says. "I'm gonna fill gege up."
"Mhm! Please," Xie Lian begs.
"Cute," Hua Cheng says. "Shit." He stops moving, buried deep inside of the other. "I'm coming."
Xie Lian moans, locking his legs around Hua Cheng’s waist as if he were afraid the other would want to get out of him. The man moans on top of him as the waves of pleasure invade him, a curse trapped somewhere in his throat. Once the waves fade away, he collapses on top of Xie Lian, glad that he can hold his weight.
Xie Lian grabs Hua Cheng’s face and leaves small kisses all over it, finishing with a peck on his lips. He is smiling so wide his cheeks hurt. Hua Cheng hums in appreciation and raises his head to look into the other’s eyes.
“Was that okay?” he asks.
“Okay?” Xie Lian giggles. “It was amazing.”
Hua Cheng looks smug and it makes Xie Lian laugh.
“San Lang,” Xie Lian complains when the man moves to get out of him.
He gives a kiss to Xie Lian’s forehead. “As much as I’d love to be inside you forever,” Hua Cheng says. “It’s going to get uncomfortable if I don’t get out now.”
Xie Lian whines but allows him to move. When he’s out, he feels the now cold semen threatening to come out. He clenches, unsuccessfully trying to prevent it.
“You should take a shower,” Hua Cheng says. He is cleaning his hands with a tissue. “Do you want me to prepare the bath for you?”
Xie Lian sits on the bed, feeling slightly dizzy from the sudden movement. “Take a shower with me?” he asks.
Hua Cheng smiles and walks towards the bed again to kiss him. “I can’t refuse when you ask me so nicely,” he says.
Later, when Xie Lian asks him if he wants to spend the night there he can’t refuse him either.