Bites and Scratches

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Warning: NSFW: there are instances of sexual activity and homophobia. Please be cautioned. 

Ian woke up with the feeling of someone biting him. Something hard hit his butt and he opened his eyes with a start only to find himself in a sterile environment. He recalled the hospitalization and did not have to turn to realize that the person next to him was the strange boy- Lan Zhan. He closed his eyes, trying to reign in his own body and shook up his bed mate before he ended up embarrassing himself further. It wasn't light out yet and he barely made out the figure of the man sleeping beside him. Lan Zhan's right arm was draped around Ian's waist holding him in place. He slept on his side, his body tense and urgent. His right leg was bent with Lan Zhan's right knee supporting Ian's leg which was propped up and in a cast. The boy's leg slid under and pinned his right ankle. 

Lan Zhan was nibbling his neck and kissing it. He was hard and aroused and not in control. However, in that moment Ian wasn't anxious. Instinctively he knew that this boy wouldn't hurt him. Ian realized that Lan Zhan was in too deep a sleep to respond. He sighed and simply gave in to the sensations. He gave out a moan when it became too much. He was startled by his body's reaction to this boy. Lan Zhan kiss travelled lower and settled on his collar bone. He stopped the biting and started sucking till ultimately, he went back into peaceful sleep. His grip slackened allowing Ian to lift his arm and put it back on his side of the bed. 

Ian felt something moist against his leg and realized that the boy had come. He looked to his side. Lan Zhan had taken off the suit jacket and tie when he had come to bed. Sometimes later he had taken off his headband as well. His hair fell over his face. Ian tucked a few strands of hair behind his hair as Lan Zhan turned his unconscious kisses to his ear lobe. "Dream on dream boy. I hope you won't be too embarrassed when you wake up," he whispered and then closed his eyes. 

Ian realized that he couldn't sleep on his own like that. He started touching himself, trying to relieve his own tension. Ian never masturbated. He had always felt that it was like cheating on his future spouse. At this moment however he simply needed a release. He moaned as he came, his breathing hard and fast, sweat covering him. He reached out for some tissue on the nightstand and wiped both him and his buddy clean. Then he balled it up and aimed for the corner dustbin. His eyes had adjusted to the low light, and he did not miss. He lay back down when Lan Zhan reached out to wrap his arm around him once more.  Ian's breathing was still hard.  It took a while for Ian to fall back asleep after that.

Once Ian's breathing became regular, Lan Zhan opened his eyes, a small smile played at the corner of his lips. The birds chirped outside. Lan Zhan noted the hickey on Ian's collar bone and breathed deep in satisfaction. He then got up to get dressed and started his day once more. Before he left, he made sure to discard of the tissue paper in the trash. He had no intention of letting the hospital staff take any guess at what had happened here. The hickey was immature of him. He decided to come back later and leave a tube of heparin gel for him. But right now, he had to check on the Stygian Yin Seal and he had to prepare for the next step. 

Chenqing was working again. That meant the Seal might too if brought near Ian. But it was too risky right now. Ian's body was unexperienced with cultivation which only made him unsuitable to use the seal. 

Ian woke up late. The doctors had already started to do the rounds. "You missed your breakfast," Yangyang informed him on opening his eyes. 

Ian felt well rested. "It's the time zones, probably. I couldn't sleep till late," he informed. Thinking about the warm body resting against him which finally calmed his nerves and put him to sleep. 

"Did you develop a rash?" Yangyang exclaimed coming forward. 

"What? Where?" 

"On your neck." she pointed out. 

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