[曦澄 | XiCheng]: The Fear Of Falling In Love [~PART 1~]

[70.] Caged inside your mouth. 🔞

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They met halfway, connecting their lips, but it wasn't enough for Jiang Wanyin  –  kissing was far from enough, he needed his husband back, the one who was gentle and caring, and hated fighting. 

His hands were opening his clothes methodically, pushing his robe back and down his shoulders, undoing his belt, sliding his hands over his chest, opening his shirt so that he had access to the wonderful naked skin. Lan Xichen had relaxed back on the big pillows and now closed his eyes, enjoying the warm and careful touch. He moaned quietly as Sandu Shengshou's lips encircled his nipples, kissing and licking, teasing him. 

It was bliss  –  to feel that hot mouth suck on his skin, to place burning kisses all over it. 

Weak, he opened his eyes to watch him  -  Jiang Cheng's hair was falling on his face, but his hands caressed and his mouth kissed thirstily all the time.

- Husband...  -  Lan Xichen murmured softly, feeling dizzy with the pleasure all the petting brought.

He moved away several strands of hair from his beloved's face, as to be able to see him better, smiling, and in a moment his fingers grabbed at those strands a lot sharper, as Jiang Wanyin moved down, pulling his pants down too, breathless, now marveling his full erection. He felt his hot breath on his skin, and shivered all over as Jiang Wanyin put his warm palms over it and caressed, all blushing, taking the tip in his mouth and sucking it clean of the pre-cum that was already leaking.

- Oh... Mmmm... Uhh, kitten...  -  Lan Xichen's head fell back and he groaned, lost.

Jiang Wanyin moved closer, wedging himself between his husband's open legs. His fingers were caressing his thighs and stroking his hips and belly, but now his hands  slid to grab his buttocks for better support and pushed forward, as Lan Xichen's cock was deep in his mouth, and this push drove it even deeper, hitting the back of his throat. 

He closed his eyes, blinking away the tears that appeared, as he was choking now, but he never stopped, regardless. Bringing pleasure to his loved one was all that mattered in that moment. He moved his head up and down, taking him deep, and then deeper, letting his tongue lick and caress the throbbing hard-on, sucking on the tip  –  and enjoying the loud moans all this caused.

He pushed Lan Huan's legs even wider apart, and as the sleek cock was fucking his mouth, his fingers stroked and massaged further down, using all the saliva dripping from his mouth as lubrication. Lan Xichen screamed, as he sped up, now teasing him further by massaging his balls and his center, which made him involuntarily buck his hips, opening more, giving him more space. The tension in his whole body was terrible, and Jiang Cheng knew he was going to come very soon, but it also meant that his husband was in great pleasure, and this made him truly happy.

He let go of the beautiful cock for a quick second, licking his lips, and murmured:

- Come... Huan...  Give me yourself...  Fully...

The fingers were massaging and rubbing intensely between his lover's buttocks, while his mouth attacked his erection again, almost viciously, ignoring the lack of air as Lan Xichen was screaming now, heaving and bucking his hips faster and harder, driven mad with the impossible pleasure of that hot moist mouth that was swallowing him whole, bringing him ecstasy and surrender. He came hard and deep inside his husband, trapped in a tight and dangerous place, praying that Jiang Cheng wouldn't bite in that very moment, as the orgasm was making him shake and he was utterly helpless to even move.

Sandu Shengshou let go of him a little so that he could swallow, seeing how shaken he was  –  and not ready to pull out yet. He gave him time to rest a little, letting his tongue caress the now shrinking cock, until finally he let go of him fully, licking him clean, and kissing the tip again  –  which made Lan Xichen tremble all over as it was the most sensitive part of his body at that moment.

Jiang Cheng wiped the juices from his face and smiled, flushed and happy. 

He asked shyly:

- Um... Zewu-Jun... Did you... enjoy it?

- Come... Come to me...  -  Lan Xichen said breathlessly, hurriedly.

Jiang Cheng moved up, and his husband grabbed him and locked him in a crushing embrace, and they fell back on the piles of pillows, kissing madly, sharing the taste of their sex, panting and running out of air painfully much.

- Did I... enjoy it... How can you even... Why would you even... ask such... You silly boy... My pretty boy... My lovely kitten... I love you madly... my little one... my sweetheart...  -  Lan Xichen was chanting tenderly, drinking his lover mercilessly.

- I love you... Huan... I love you...  -  Sandu Shengshou was whimpering, weak after all those perfect words, drowning in all this passion, all this heat.

- My perfect love... My perfect husband... My love...  -  Lan Xichen was whispering in a trance.

Jiang Wanyin was cuddling and hiding in his husband's open clothes, in his hot and pulsating body, listening to his heart pumping and his rushing blood  –  and sure that he yearned to make love to him for real, in that very second.