During the following day, it became clear that the mattress wouldn't cut it for Hua Cheng, which Xie Lian had expected. He had thought about what he could do to help the alpha, but the truth of the matter was, that a rut wasn't a good time for explorations. Alphas tended to be snappy and grumpy and impatient, so there wasn't much room for mistakes, as yesterday had proven to him rather painfully.
Xie Lian just didn't have much experience that he could offer to Hua Cheng; he'd only ever taken care of himself in such a manner once, and he doubted that a handjob would be enough for Hua Cheng to pop his knot. But looking at Hua Cheng panting and not getting anywhere, despite getting more and more exhausted because of his attempts with the mattress, he figured it was worth a try.
"San Lang", Xie Lian started, when he really couldn't stand by uselessly anymore. "Does it help at all?"
Hua Cheng buried his head deeper into Xie Lian's chest, refusing to answer. Xie Lian took that as a no.
"Should I-... Will you allow me to... help?", he asked nervously.
As expected, Hua Cheng tensed up, and shook his head with a whine.
"Why not?", he asked stupidly.
Hua Cheng just hugged him closer, so Xie Lian could guess.
"Because you're worried about me?"
Hua Cheng nodded.
"But I offered just now..."
Hua Cheng stayed still, his desire and his conscience probably raging war against each other inside his head.
"I... I'll be careful", he promised uselessly. Given the way Hua Cheng had treated the mattress, 'careful' was most likely not even going to help much.
It took a bit more coaxing, but eventually Hua Cheng rolled onto his back, not meeting Xie Lian's eyes.
The robe that was still wrapped around him had loosened significantly since the previous day, and Xie Lian had no trouble freeing his arms at all. Once he'd done that, he scooted closer to Hua Cheng, and cuddled up against his side, patting his chest in an attempt to not only calm Hua Cheng, but also himself, until the alpha relaxed enough to put his arm around Xie Lian again. Thinking of it as a success, Xie Lian let his hand wander down, until it bumped against the base of Hua Cheng's rather... sizeable... private parts. Once that had happened, Xie Lian recited the ethics sutra as loudly in his head as he could.
Xie Lian swallowed his nerves. He'd never done this to any other person, and only once to himself, so he was incredibly nervous about messing up. Though the logical side of his brain told him that, at this point, as long as he tried, Hua Cheng wouldn't care even if he did mess up. Hopefully.
Either way, it took him a lot of courage to wrap his hand around the base, but when he did, he realised that it was too small to wrap around it completely, and he felt even more flustered; he even messed up his recitation. He took a moment to calm his mind, and started reciting again.
Hua Cheng was shaking under him, no doubt trying not to throw Xie Lian on his back and have his way. So Xie Lian kicked himself into gear, and stroked along the length, forcing himself not to be too gentle, since that wasn't what Hua Cheng needed right now. He moved his hand faster than he'd done when he'd jerked himself off, but it seemed to have been the right decision, because Hua Cheng growled deep in his chest, and started moving his hips to meet the movements of Xie Lian's hand.
Eventually, Xie Lian's hand grew tired, and he sat up in order to use the other one, though he figured he could do it with both hands for a little while, just so he could wrap his hands around the girth completely. So that's what he ended up doing.
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The King's Dancer
FanfictionSpoilers all over the place! Revision Progress: 4/31 Xie Lian has lost his parents, his country, his status in the army... and now his dignity. After having been captured and gifted to the king of WuYong, he now has to work as a dancer in the foreig...