illicitly | Open RP Post

It's him.

It's really him.

He's not alone here again.

Each of those kisses reassures him that this, in fact, is real and he's not going insane. The island in the other world hadn't been just a dream after all. Everyone there had been as real as everyone here. What had happened between the two of them and with Shi Qingxuan had been real. He wasn't alone anymore. He wasn't alone.

After a while, Huaisang lifts his head, lips seeking the other man's in an almost manic kiss as his hands move restlessly over Jin Ziyao's naked body, the stress of the time they've been apart combined with the stress of their final days on the island finally catching up to him.

"A-Yao, please, I need you. Right now, I need to make sure this is still real."

Edited 2021-09-21 21:58 (UTC)

He kissed him back desperately. The last few weeks were too much and just as Huaisang needed this as a confirmation of the reality of their situation, he needed the same. Ziyao's hands moved to begin to undress him, opening his robes and running his fingers over bare skin.

His thumbs brushed over his nipples as he deepened the kiss, moving over to straddle him. He wanted him. He wanted to be marked by him. To feel him moving inside of him. Filling him up.

His breath was husky as he broke the kiss.

"Please. I'm yours, you can have me. Do you have any oil we can use?"

"On the floor beside the bed," Huaisang murmurs.

He shrugs out of his clothes easily, shivering at the sensation of those teasing thumbs. Ever since his return, Huaisang hadn't even bothered getting dressed, choosing instead to lounge around in his under robes. Once the layer's gone, he's just as naked as his lover and already stiff. He doesn't let go immediately, instead lingering to spread several biting kissing along the side of Jin Ziyao's neck, shoulder, and just above his collarbone. Once he's satisfied for the moment, Huaisang pulls back, allowing his lover to fetch the oil.

"I love you, A-Yao. So much."

Ziyao couldn't help the soft moans that escaped him as his neck and collar were bitten by his love. He loved getting marked by him, feeling as if he belonged to someone. Belonged somewhere. He was already hard as well, just from that little bit of touching.

Huaisang had a way of lighting his body on fire.

He smiles softly. "I love you too A-Sang. More than anything." he leaned over to produce the jar of oil, opening it up and spreading his legs.

"Should I prepare myself like this so you can see everything?"

"Yes, I want to watch you."

Huaisang punctuates his words with another kiss, caressing the sides of Ziyao's face before stretching back on his bed. His heated gaze travels slowly up and down his lover's body, focusing on him as if nothing else exists besides them exists.

Despite this, there's the sound of furniture moving around on its own, specifically a large chest and dresser sliding across the floor to barricade the door, effectively barring his men from entering. Or more likely, ensuring they can't enter without making a scene.

"I don't want anyone to interrupt us."

Nothing like his words to travel in warm heat down his body in a rush of tingling. He could just be content being touched by this man.

He laughs softly, eyes fixed on Huaisang.

"Yes, this would be rather hard to explain, wouldn't it? I am happy that our powers came with us this will be useful. Alright, love. I'm going to give you a show." he bit down on his lower lip and spread his legs out, bending his knees and lifted his hips up. He poured a bit of oil onto his fingers and pressed them into himself, past the ring of muscle with a soft hiss.

Thin digits pressed in and out scissoring himself open. Pouring a bit more oil with his free hand. He would have to admit the mystery fruit was better for lubrication, so some extra oil could only do him well.

"Ohhh. Does Sangsang like what he sees? Does he want to bury himself inside Yaoyao? He promises to be warm and tight for him." he purred out. The silly nicknames stuck somehow.

"Sangsang does. Very much. He thinks Yaoyao looks great like that but he'll look even better bouncing on his cock."

Huaisang takes the oil briefly and spills some all over his shaft, giving it a few strokes. The strange fruit on the island really does work better but they'll just have to readjust to what's available here.

"Sangsang wants to feel him so badly. He's missed him so much. It's been hard to even breathe without him by his side."

He'd gotten used to their routine. Their weekly flirting and chats. Working together. Their weekend get-togethers. They'll have to figure everything out all over again but right now, all that matters is they're both here, alive, and together again.

Like always Nie Huaisang dirty talking him was one of the most arousing things about him. He had never had sex with anyone who could make him feel as wonderful and aroused as he did with the other man.

"Yaoyao would like that. To feel Sangsang's thick cock inside of him. To feel his hot seed burst inside of him, filling him until he can't take anymore."

He slipped his fingers out of himself and straddled his lover once more. He pressed his forehead against Huaisang's blinking away tears.

"Yaoyao has missed his Sangsang too. He cannot imagine life without him. He would be missing his heart." he let out a soft breath pressing himself down to feel the heat of Huaisang's arousal against his ass.

"I love you. I love you so much."

Thier wonderful routine was good for them, a balance of work and love. Healing was taking into the highest consideration. They would have to figure things out here, but being together is more than he could have hoped for. The impossible has happened and nothing else mattered to him anymore.

"Fuck, I missed you."

Huaisang finds his own vision blurring with tears again and for a long moment, just holds his lover close, spreading gentle kisses all over his face.

"I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Even if I have to leave this place to do it," he says in a soft, determined voice. "I don't want to live without you anymore."

So much of what he's been doing with his life since his brother's death hasn't been living. It's been going through the motions, trying to drag himself forward from one day to the next. Existing just to exist.

"If I lose you again, i'm following you. I'll meet you in another life if I have to. But I won't keep going on like this without you. I can't do it anymore."

Despite the darker edge and intensity of his words, Huaisang punctuates them with another tender, loving kiss.

"I just want to be with you and be happy."

The tears spilled out of his eyes, dripping down his cheeks. They were kissed away by his love's sweet lips. He leaned over and takes his lips against his own in a soft chaste kiss.

His fingers carded through his hair gently as he spoke.

"I want that as well. to spend the rest of my life with you. To be by your side always.

My love, my heart, please. We'll figure it out. One step at a time. You don't have to worry about things that far ahead.

Right now, I am here. I refuse to leave you again. Life after life. I will find you, I promised, didn't I?

I am here." he returned every loving kiss with one of his own.

"Let's do it. Be happy and be together." The world had enacted thier price out of their flesh already. Why not choose themselves?

"I want to marry you," he blurts out. "I want to have a family with you somehow. Even if we have to run away."

He'd been preparing to defect on a more permanent basis and walk away from this joyless life before the Augur had released them from the island.

"Whoever wants to lead can take it. I don't care anymore."

He's shaming his ancestors with his fervent desire to be with him and probably undoing ten years of labor. But he's done everything can. Is it so wrong for him to want some semblance of peace and happiness for himself in the end?

"I want to go to sleep and wake up with you every day. I want to be able to come home to you and make love every night."

His voice is shaking with the strength of his emotions and for a moment, all he can do is cling to Jin Ziyao and try to calm himself again.

"Oh, A-Sang...

I was going to ask you to marry me before the undead came out of the sea. My Qianqun pouch in the inn in Qingge has betrothal gifts for you. I want the same thing.

Whatever you decide to do I will go with you" Jin Ziyao was tired of the politics as well and now being in the cultivation world would mean hiding constantly. He didn't know if he could do that again.

How much have the two of them given up of themselves in the name of filial loyalty? What was it worth?

Pain and blood and vengeance.

And both of them were left broken after it.

"What a wonderful thought. A simple life, where we can wake up next to one another and love each other every night. I want that so badly. Just to be by your side, only yours and I can be happy with that." with that he gave him another fluttering of kisses.

"My love, my soulmate. I want to be your husband."

Huaisang's eyes widen at the admission.

He'd intended to propose?

He tightens his hold on the other man, kissing him deeply, only pulling back from the liplock when he's completely out of air.

"I'm leaving this place," he says decisively. "I'll inform the elders and start preparations tomorrow. We can figure out where to go from there."

He and the Qinghe Nie both deserve better.

"I want this life with you. We can start over someplace where no one knows us."

Jin Ziyao melted into the kiss, in a way that he would disappear if he stopped. His breathing came out hot and heavy as they broke it.

"Okay. In the morning I will go retrieve my belongings from Qinghe. We can meet up there. I'll show you the face I'll be wearing before I go." his mind quietly forming a plan already.

He brushed the side of his face gently.

"That sounds wonderful my love. A place we can just be ourselves. Let this world figure their own shit out.

But tonight, let us make love. I want to feel you." he ground his hips against him to emphasize that fact.

"Yes, I want you tonight. I need this after... after..."

He trails off, not wanting to think about that dark place he'd found himself in back here any longer. To lose his lover and his best friend was just too much and the loss of Shi Qingxuan a second time hurts deeply, too. What his dear friend must be going through right now is just too heartbreaking for him to contemplate right now, as is fact that he'll probably never see him again. Huaisang needs this comfort and reassurance.

"Please," he begs softly, giving himself a few extra strokes to make sure he's still good and hard. "I want to make love. I want to be inside you again."

"I know. Me too." he was so focused on getting to Qinghe, he didn't allow himself to think about everything and everyone he left behind.

Kore was alone after losing so many of her friends. He built her a temple in case this happened but his heart clenched at the thought of leaving her behind as well. Or the ones from different worlds he would never see.

Not to mention his friends and family who are dead here and he would never see again. Minshan, Chengmei, Mingjue, Zixuan, Yanli. He was lucky to be able to spend time with them and grow close but the loss would threaten to break him if he focused on it.

No, right now he only wanted to focus on who he did have. Wanted to feel his body, his soul rock with him.

"Yes, Please." with that he gently lowered himself down onto him. reaching back to angle him in properly. He let out a soft hiss as he felt himself breached.

"A-Yao," Huaisang groans at the sensation of that tight heat enveloping him.

His hands move to grip the other man's hips but despite his eagerness to bury himself deep in his lover, he exercises patience. The grip relaxes, turning into tender caresses to sides, hips, and thighs. He doesn't take his eyes off Jin Ziyao, almost out of fear that he might disappear.

"I love you. I love how you feel. I can't wait for you to ride me," he breathes. "You're so beautiful."

He's everything he ever wanted and didn't understand he needed until it was too late. To be given more than one chance to realize his mistake and make amends like this...

His expression was soft. He shivered as he felt Huaisang's hands on his hips. They were warm. He loved the sensation of being stretched out like this. Knowing it was Nie Huaisang that was bringing this feeling to him. That he was here and real.

This man who he had never seen. That he didn't allow himself to examine what wasn't there. What he felt for him. He was so blinded by another.

Jin Ziyao pushed his hips down with a soft sigh until he felt himself bottom out. His legs wrapped around his hips, his heel's pushing up against his butt.

"I love you. You feel so good inside of me my A-Sang. I love you so much, I love it when we make love. I want to do this for the rest of my life. Have you make love to me every day." His hands cupped the side of Huaisang's face. He wanted to watch all of his expressions as he made love to him.

"You are so beautiful."

"We will."

His love for this man wouldn't die, no matter how hard he tried to kill it. Huaisang never could have anticipated when he first saw his former nemesis at the gates of the Unclean Realm on the island that it would've eventually led to this. Even six months ago, if someone had told him that a romance would spark between him and Jin Guangyao, he'd never have believed it.

But soon, he'll be leaving home to be with him, to marry him, and start a new life - the peaceful life that should've been his.

He holds him close, just savoring the feel of him, his breathing getting heavier. He starts kissing and biting the other man's neck, shoulder, and chest again, fully intending to mark him all over again. His embrace turns protective, his fingers tangling possessively in Ziyao's long hair. He doesn't speak, very focused on marking his lover as his as he begins to roll his hips up into Ziyao.

Jin Ziyao tilted his head back allowing him to mark his neck and chest. He wanted the marks the proof that all of this was real that he was alive and breathing. His fingers trailing down to pinch over his nipples. His own erection pressed throbbing between their bodies.

His breath came in small little hitches as his lover moved inside of him. He watched him dreamily. His eyes were half-lidded and only the sound of their gasps and the motions of their bodies could be heard in the sect leader's quarters.

It was a convoluted path that led him to Nie Huaisang, and they could have saved so much heartbreak if they had realized this truth earlier in their lives. Tears pressed down his face as he angled his hips as he rocked with him.

He pressed his face into the other man's neck taking in his scent and pressing a series of hot kisses against him. "More my love, please..."

Part of it still feels like a dream to him, too, but one Huaisang never wants to wake up from. The cold brutality of his new reality is too much for him to bear, just as the battle he'd fought for far too long on his own had been too much. He cranes his neck to give Ziyao more access, soft, moans spilling from his own lips.

None of his usual dirty banter comes out. Right now, he's determined to accept and feel his feelings down to his core as he picks up his pace. Tears of his own are spilling out as he thrusts deep into his lover, hands returning to grip his hips. Some emotions are too complicated, too intense to put into words and he's weary after the shock of the monster attack on the island, call to the sea, and the days he'd spent alone here trying to cope with his grief.

After a bit, his lips seek Ziyao's again in a softer, bittersweet kiss.

He drank him in, small desperate kisses pressing against his neck his jaw, and the lobe of his ear. His teeth marked the soft spots against his neck sucking deep red marks into the flesh there. His A-Sang was so very beautiful all soft skin and hard steel.

There was still a lot of guilt he would have to work through at some point, figure out who and what he can be in this new life after leaving the cultivation world that he had worked so hard to be accepted by. It was his first mistake.

...But he didn't owe anyone that anymore. He did owe a few people something... Jin Ling mostly came to mind. Even Er-ge was not someone he could really deal with yet.

He kissed Huaisang back sweetly. his thumbs wiping his tears. They will have all their lives to figure out how to continue to heal from the last few decades worth of pain, not to mention the things they faced on the island, the stress of acting like a leader who could protect people again. The loss of his support system the worry of his friends there.

He squeezed around him, angling back so that Huaisang hit that sweet spot inside him, a deep breathy moan escaping his lips. Hands moving to hold Huaisang by the shoulders, his pace speeding up.

Huaisang accepts the marking, needing the proof that his lover is here, alive, so he can look in the mirror and remind himself he's not alone, that he's loved for who he is - flaws, shortcomings, and all. Ziyao's tight, warm, sheath drags more moans out of him as he thrusts even more deeply into him, gripping his hips hard enough to leave a light bruise. It takes him a moment to realize how hard he's holding the other man but once he does, his hand relaxes slightly.

"Sorry," he murmurs, contrite. "Didn't mean to be rough."

He punctuates his words with a gentle, apologetic kiss to his lover's lips

"You feel so good, so tight and hot around me. You're beautiful. I love you. You're mine."

He'll even be more his once they make their vows and just the thought of it excites him even more. He's always dreamed of having a cultivation partner to explore things with from his books.

It felt like a confirmation. That this was real that they were here together. That all that they went through together, peeling back the layers of calloused skin together was real. That he had with him the only man who could understand and accept him, and love him for who he is. All of their sins are left in the open.

"Mnn. I don't mind if you are rough." he laughed, breathlessly.

"I like the feeling of your hands all over me. I'm yours all yours. Only yours, My love.

Please keep making me yours. Fill me up and claim me." His gaze was half-lidded and he was lost in the rush of motion. Just their movement and the intense building pleasure. His hands reached out to cup Huaisang's face. He wanted to see every expression.

He was going to marry this man. He was going to have a life together with him and have his children. He took a family member but will fill his house with many more to make up for it. At the end of it, Huaisang was all he wanted.

He wanted to grow old with him, raise children, make art and write poetry. Kiss under the stars and cultivate with him.

His movements are only more frantic, his toes curling as the sensation began to crest.

"A-Sang! I can't hold back much more!"

Their encounters are always so passionate, holding an edge of desperation. On the island, they'd clung to their stolen time together. Ziyao's words urge Huaisang on and his grip tightens once again as his hip piston off the bed, driving into the other man harder and deeper. His expression grows more focused and intense, his face flushed, bangs sticking to his forehead.

His mouth seeks Ziyao's again, groaning against his lips.

"I want you for the rest of our lives," he manages to get out. "I'm almost there, go ahead and finish if you can't hold on."

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CW: smut ahoy

probably smut for days knowing these two

unquenchable thirst

cw: suicidal ideation??? because these two are intense af like that ig

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retconning full genderswap powers here.

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