Snow Bitten Memories | Luwin

Heaven's Touch

He began to unbutton Sicheng's cold blouse, his hands trembling a bit from the bits of frost scattered around the shirt. Once he got it off, he could see more of Sicheng's paper white skin, starkly contrasting his natural melanin. His skin was so light that it made his pokey pink nipples stand out in contrast, Xuxi knew that his nipples were more sensitive than most, that's why he loved making him go wild just from playing with them.

He licked stripes around one, his long fingers creeping up and grabbing the other. As he began to suck, he could hear Sicheng start to moan. The noises that came out of the ghostly boy were as lewd as ever, but it didn't take much, because as Xuxi's mouth put in the work to make this feel as good as possible, Sicheng's moans became louder and his insatiable lust caused him to orgasm after only a little Xuxi began.

"Oh fuck! Xuxi that feels so amazing." He screamed out as his cock squirted through his translucent white pants. Xuxi smirked, taking pride in how quickly Sicheng succumbed to his hormones. He knew how much power he had over Sicheng's body, knew how attracted him he was. "You're even more sensitive than before."

Xuxi pulled his pants down and noticed his cock was still hard, that's when he realized that Sicheng, in his ghostly form, had no refraction time. Xuxi could make him cum as many times as he wanted and Sicheng would still be able to cum again, this realization changed Xuxi's perspective. His new goal was to get Sicheng off as many times as he could.

He wrapped his long fingers around Sicheng's cock and started stroking, the reaction he got out of Sicheng was so satisfying. His eyes lit up and he threw his head back, God, he was so pretty, even prettier than Xuxi remembered. He must've been blessed by Aphrodite in his afterlife, for he was the most ethereal thing that Xuxi had ever seen. His pace was so frustratingly slow, Sicheng felt like he was going to lose his mind.

"Please, faster, please." He cried out in desperation. "You like that?" He teased. "Yes!! Fuck yes!!" He then fastened his pace to an almost inhuman speed, making tears roll down Sicheng's face. My god, what a view it was. "X-Xuxi, I'm gonna cum so hard." He sobbed out, before his orgasm hit him once again, his cock squirting all over Xuxi's massive hand.

Xuxi was definitely making up for lost time, he didn't know whether it was morbid curiosity or habit that made him lick up the semen off of his hand, but oddly enough it tasted the same. Everything about this was strange, but that was alright. Xuxi wasn't gonna complain about a single thing, this was a dream scenario.

Sicheng was a mess, why would a ghost need to sweat? He wasn't sure. But the glisten it gave his skin was so pretty, he was so pretty. Lied there as if things never changed, as if nothing ever happened. He could feel his dick twitch, what a sight for sore eyes.

"B-Baby, I need you so badly, please..." He whimpered, his hormones were running wild, even if he didn't have a beating heart. "I'll give you the world Chengie, I'll do anything you want as long as you never have to go back in the ground." He got up and opened a drawer of the nightstand by the bed, and grabbed some – likely expired – lubricant. "I'm still in the ground, Xuxi. My body is rotting." Xuxi felt a pang in his chest, everything got too real for him when he heard that.

It was a bitter reminder that no matter what, Sicheng was still – technically – dead. Sicheng took a notice to the way he stopped in his tracks, he could tell he shouldn't have said that. Could see how much it affected Xuxi. "Baby... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you sad." He turned around and walked back towards the bed. "I could never be sad in your presence." He leant in for another kiss, it was surprisingly that Sicheng's mouth was so warm, yet his hands were so cold.

Xuxi shivered a bit when he felt those same hands pulling his shirt off. Sicheng loved his big arms, his masculine energy made him gush on occasion. He would've kept wandering until the end of time had he not regained his memory, and now he was in paradise. Xuxi's eyes looked like a doting puppy, loyal to whatever Sicheng pleased. His stick thin hands tussled with Xuxi's belt buckle, but they trembled at the weight of it. He'd never been strong, he was always weaker than most even before he got sick.

Xuxi took his pants off himself, it really felt like things were back to the way they always were. He'd always have to do things for Sicheng because he was so weak. He stared at Xuxi with eager anticipation, until he saw his long, fat cock. It was standing up for him once again.

He wanted it so bad, missed the feeling of being filled to the brim. It was so fucking big, just like his fingers. "Do you need me to prep you?" Sicheng shook his head, he didn't wanna wait a single second, and didn't think it would matter, since his physical body was long gone anyways. It wouldn't matter in this form.

Xuxi squirted some lube onto his long cock and grabbed Sicheng's legs, his hands almost wrapping entirely around his skinny thighs, and aligned himself with his pretty pink hole. He slowly entered, not wanting to hurt Sicheng, even if it couldn't do any harm to him. It felt different for Sicheng, better, even. There was less pain in being stretch, instead it was only that euphoric feeling without any downside.

Xuxi stayed still for a minute, until he heard Sicheng say; "You can move." He could tell by Sicheng's expression that there was no pain, he could read his face like a book. He began thrusting at a steady pace, his moans sent chills down Xuxi's spine, he sounded like a siren, that combined with the pleasure of feeling his tightness around him was otherworldly.

He wanted to do anything to make Sicheng continue to moan like that, the thought of Sicheng feeling so much pleasure from him, feeling so turned on by him, drove Xuxi crazy. The thought that someone so ethereal could love him so fucking much that even death couldn't do them part, he thought he was the unluckiest man in the world, having to lose someone so incredible. But he was actually the luckiest.

What they never mention with ghosts, is that not having to waste time with organs and the traditional idea of a functional body, it just makes your emotions heightened, lowers your pain levels, and makes everything feel better. The feeling that Sicheng had, just from Xuxi thrusting at a medium pace, was what he'd get when Xuxi would vigorously pound his G-spot in his human body.

Xuxi sped up his pace, and as he pounded harder, something happened. He hit Sicheng's G-spot directly, causing him to cum immediately, he let out an almost blood curdling scream. The satisfaction was better than anything he'd ever felt in his life, but it didn't end there, Xuxi just kept hitting it over and over. There was no way he wasn't going to take advantage of Sicheng's zero refraction time.

As he kept thrusting, he got closer and closer to his own orgasm. Sicheng just felt so perfect, tight and warm and wet, ugh, it drove him wild. "X-Xuxi, I'm gonna cum again." Sicheng whined, "Me too Chengie." His voice said in a grunt. Their moans were simultaneous and so were their orgasms. Xuxi was seeing stars, he'd never thought he'd feel Sicheng's amazing physique again, but here he was, spilling his load into a ghostly body while his pretty little dick squirted everywhere.

Even after the fourth time, Sicheng really looked good when he came, what a sight to behold. Xuxi pulled out and laid beside Sicheng mildly breathless. He couldn't stop staring, it still felt unbelievable to him. Sicheng rolled over and cuddled into his chest, a feeling that Xuxi missed more than air.

"I don't ever have to leave you again, we can just be one forever, and nobody even has to know that I'm here." Xuxi kissed his forehead, "I'll never live a life without you again, I would rather die happy than live a life of despair. I'll follow you everywhere."