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From:

inflexibility

He's just staring up at Huaisang after they part, his eyes a little wider when that hand finds its way into his robes, his own hands reaching for the belt on Huaisang's. Because he wants to touch too.

He does spread his legs slightly, making room for Huaisang's. "..A-Sang." It's a quiet, breathless whisper.

From:

illicitly

Huaisang starts spreading little kisses across Jiang Cheng's cheek all the way over to his earlobe which he gives a tentative nip. He reaches down to help him undo his belt, his robes falling open to give him more access.

"What do you want to do, A-Cheng?"

As he asks the question, some of his characteristic nervousness creeps into his tone. This... isn't really the type of activity they usually do together. And the sudden sift to a more affectionate address is different, too. Not bad or unwelcome, just something he's not really used to with Jiang Cheng.

From:

inflexibility

The kisses are distracting, his fingers curling in Huaisang's underrobe as his lips part on a soft gasp at the nip and then slowly loosen their grip. His only thought had honestly been more contact, but beyond that?

"..I.." He trails off, his hands dropping back to his sides.

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illicitly

Huaisang's expression softens a little at his clear uncertainty. Leadership roles don't come to him easily or naturally; he's much more of a follower as demonstrated by the way he tended to trail along behind Wei Wuxian like a puppy looking for pets. He smiles though, relaxing a little. It's oddly reassuring that Jiang Cheng's just as fumbly about all of this as he is himself.

But at least, he's read things and viewed enough artwork to have a pretty clear idea of what goes where. And the first step to getting to any of that is getting undressed.

"Take off your robes," he says before kissing him again and this time it's driven less by hormones than genuine emotion.

Exactly what this new fluttery feeling in his chest whenever he thinks about Jiang Cheng means is currently beyond him but it also doesn't strike him as particularly important right now.

Huaisang gets up off of Jiang Cheng and starts to slowly disrobe, cheeks pink from a rather becoming blush as he bares all of his skin for his friend. When he's bathed with the other boys in the spring, Huaisang hasn't been particularly shy about showing his body to them. They pretty much all had the same parts, more or less. This is a little different though. It's intimate context, not a practical one.

Once he's naked, Huaisang sits down on the edge of the bed and waits for Jiang Cheng to catch up.

From:

inflexibility

He's about to start undressing when he ends up going still and just watching huaisang, his own face going a little red as his eyes move over the other teenager's body slowly. And he reddens more when his eyes stop for a moment, Jiang Cheng inhaling before he can stop himself.

Then he remembers, his fingers working his own robes open before he's getting them off, moving from the bed long enough to lay them aside.

Then he just stands there a moment, turning to look at Huaisang sitting on the bed and his mouth goes dry.

From:

illicitly

The way Jiang Chiang reddens is endearing, honestly, the feeling in his chest warms. His smile widens as he reaches up to undo his bun and shake his hair loose so it falls in a touseled cascade. Afterward, he puts his hairtie aside then reaches out to do the same with Jiang Cheng's own hair, releasing it from its own confines. Then Huaisang starts brushing his fingers through its length, just giving his friend a minute to adjust before pushing on any further.

From:

inflexibility

His mouth is dry, watching Huaisang take his hair down but when those hands work his own bun loose, he leans in for another kiss, desire spiking inside him as his hands smooth over now bare skin, trace up his sides.

Huaisang is so soft in places, a striking contrast to his own body and likely due to the differences in their interests and hobbies.

"Tell me what to do." His voice is a little rough, his eyes meeting Huaisang's and holding his gaze, features softened by the hair framing his face now.

From:

illicitly

Huaisang kisses him back, lingering in it. His breath quickens in excitement as Jiang Cheng hands caress his skin, When it breaks, he just pulls back a little to just stare at him, admiring how much nicer he looks with softer features and loose hair like this. It really is quite attractive.

He takes his hands and pulls him back toward the bed.

"Lay down, A-Cheng. I want to do something for you. I promise it'll feel real good."

At least, it'd always looked like it did in his pornography collections. And pretty simple and tame for his first time doing anything like this ever with someone else. They're going to be in so much trouble if they get caught so they might as well enjoy as much as they can before that happens.

They can worry about punishments later.

From:

inflexibility

He's never really worn his hair down, disliking how it made him look, but he doesn't resist here, lets Huaisang lead him to the bed before he sinks down onto the mattress and stretches out.

"..What are you going to do?" Because he's nowhere near as well-educated as his brother or Huaisang seem to be about this.

From:

illicitly

Huaisang stands beside the bed, regarding him fondly as he reaches down to run his hand slowly across Jiang Cheng's chest, pausing to lightly rub his nipple between his fingers. After a moment, he moves on to the other one0. He looks up to Jiang Cheng's face, his own flushing a little with desire and maybe just a teensy bit of shyness.

He won't let it hold him back, though. It may be his first time but he's still got this. He thinks. Maybe.

"It's something from a book. I thought it looked fun and like it made the other feel really good so..."

Huaisang climbs onto the bed with Jiang Cheng, straddling his body while facing in the direction of his feet. He takes care not drop his weight on his friend body as he bends down to lick the tip of his cock experimentally, his loose hair falling forward to tickle the skin around his groin area.

"How did that feel? Did it feel good, A-Cheng? Tell me if it doesn't, okay?"

Then Huaisang bends down again to take the tip between his lips again, pressing his tongue lightly against the slit. Mm, salty.

Edited Date: 2020-04-12 09:14 am (UTC)

From:

inflexibility

He shivers when Huaisang's fingers move over his skin, hissing out a breath at the teasing to his nipples but it's that first lick that has him bucking off the bed, his fingers twisting in the sheets and a startled cry slipping from his lips.

And then he claps a hand over his mouth to muffle the moan that threatens to escape when his shaft slips between those soft lips, his hips bucking to push deeper into Huaisang's mouth.

And Huaisang's name falling from his lips in a muffled shaky moan.

From:

illicitly

The bucking movement takes him a little offguard, his eyes widening a bit as he coughs a little. Huaisang doesn't pull back, however, instead settling his elbows on Jiang Cheng's hips to pin them in place. He begins to slowly suck on the head of the other boy's cock, continuing to run his tongue all over and around it as is mapping out new territory.

Once he's gotten comfortable enough with this much, Huaisang takes more of him in, one hand curling and gripping Jiang Cheng firmly by the base, spurred on by that moan. His own length is plenty hard as it presses against the other's body, the sensation of it encouraging pleasured sounds of his own.

From:

inflexibility

Holding him down is probably for the best as Jiang Cheng arches under that mouth, the licks and teasing leaving him moaning the other teenager's name, his hips bucking up against that hold, even if he doesn't actually move all that much.

He does keep lifting his head to look, before it drops again when Huaisang's tongue finds a new place, drags another moan out of him and then he reaches down.

"..Come up here, I want.." His tongue darts out, wets his lips.

Edited Date: 2020-04-13 09:07 am (UTC)

From:

illicitly

Huaisang keeps going for a few moments longer, too caught up in the taste and texture of him in his mouth to stop right away. Reluctantly, he lets Jiang Cheng's member slip free from his mouth. It's even harder to pull back from that region of the other teenager's body but he makes himself do it, dragging himself upright. Huaisang repositions himself so he's lying face to face Jiang Cheng, eyes searching his face with unusual intensity for him.

"What do you want from me?"

He kisses him again, aching for more contact than just this. He's smart enough to know they really should talk this out before it progresses any further but it's hard to concentrate on that when he's naked in a bed with a boy he likes for the first time ever in his life.

"Tell me, A-Cheng. Do you want more kisses? Do you want to do what I just did to me? Do you want to keep going further? Should I stop?"

Without waiting for a reply, Huaisang buries his face against Jiang Cheng's neck. Unable to hold himself back anymore, he begins mouthing and sucking hard on the other teenager's neck, slowly licking what will surely be a mark of possession after all of this is over.

From:

inflexibility

The kiss is what he wanted, his hands smoothing up Huaisang's back as their mouths meet and Jiang Cheng loses himself in the kiss, the way Huaisang seems to know exactly what to do. His hips shift, rub against the other teenager as they kiss.

The words though, leave him a little pinker, his voice a little breathless.

"I just...Tell me what to.." The bite cuts him off, Jiang Cheng's words turning into a low moan as fingers tangle in dark hair.

From:

illicitly

And once again, Huaisang gets too distracted by all these new sensations and feelings to answer with specific instructions. For all his "research", he's at just as much of a loss of what he wants Jiang Cheng to do. So he continues to operate on instinctive reaction. He moans into Jiang Cheng's mouth, reaching down to grab his wrist and guide his hand down to his own aching cock. Once he closes the other teenager's fingers firmly around it, he reaches over to grip Jiang Cheng in the same fashion, rubbing his thumb over the tip.

"Stroke me," Huaisang whispers against Jiang Cheng's lips, punctuating the direction with a soft peck. "Like this."

He begins jerk the other teenager off, the movement of his wrist slow, deliberate, and methodical in a way that make it very clear that Huaisang is *very practiced* at this gesture.

"Just like this. It'll feel really good for both of us."

From:

inflexibility

Wrapping his hand around Huaisang has him forgetting to breathe for a moment, the weight and feel of the other teenager's shaft distracting him before his hand starts to move.

Slowly at first, a little tentative but he does try to follow the instructions, even if his hand stills when Huaisang strokes him, Jiang Cheng's head dropping back as he moans a little more loudlly.

His hips buck up into that hand as he remembers to start stroking again, his thumb sliding over the head like he'd felt Huaisang do.

From:

illicitly

When Jiang Cheng moans, Huaisang's quick to silence him. Even if the other boy is tentative and unsure, it still feels different in a good way from how it does when it's just his own hand. He sucks lazily on Jiang Cheng's tongue, groaning into his mouth as his grip on the other teenager's cock tightens, his movements coming faster. Huaisang thrusts eagerly into Jiang Cheng's hand, completely tuning out anything but the boy he's with right now.

Anyone could walk in on them now and Huaisang wouldn't even notice at all.

Edited Date: 2020-04-13 03:11 pm (UTC)

From:

tanxiang

Perhaps he wouldn't.

Or perhaps he would.

The knock on the door is out of courtesy, but Lan Wangji has no intention of waiting to be invited in. He only waits a couple seconds before sliding the door open.

He doesn't need to even get a good look at the figures together on the bed before he freezes where he is in shock.

From:

inflexibility

He doesn't hear the knock or anything else, his entire focus on the hand stroking him, his hips arching as he's panting Huaisang's name between moans, his grip tightening around the other teenager as he breaks the kiss just long enough to breathe.

From:

illicitly

Ordinarily, Huaisang's a pretty alert individual, noticing routines, patterns, and details that others might miss at first.

Now is not one of those times. Right now, he is completely taken with the boy in bed with him and engaged with what they're doing. The knock and sound of the door sliding open fall on ears deafened by raging teenage hormones.

"A-Cheng..."

The name comes out as a bit of a pathetic whining whimper, somewhat contradicted by the surprisingly fierce bite he gives Jiang Cheng's shoulder. He moans loudly when the other boy's grip tightens, thrusting somewhat frantically into his hand.

"Oh, don't stop, please don't stop..."

His own grip tightens on Jiang Cheng in return, hand moving more intently. If they can both bring each other over that edge...

Or get interrupted by their new audience. That could work, too.

From:

tanxiang

He spends a little too long staring at the two. Though he would have known immediately that it was inappropriate regardless, just days ago he would have had no idea what to make of this scene beyond that.

There's recognition now as he sees where the two of them are touching each other, and Lan Wangji hears his own name said in a tone not unlike the one the two are using with each other.

Heat rises in his ears, and his shocked expression gives way to one of absolute fury.

"Cease!"

From:

inflexibility

He's so close, so close that he can't help the cry that escapes the moment he shudders under Huaisang, his hips bucking up a final time just as that voice actually penetrates the haze of desire that'd taken over him.

And he can literally feel his balls shrivel up as he turns his head, color draining from his face because that is the last person he wants to see him like this, his fingers scrabbling for enough robes to at least try to cover some of himself.

From:

illicitly

He's almost there when that voice cuts through his happy, horny daze and ruins everything.

Nie Huaisang may not has his brother's strength and confidence but he sure as hell shares his temper. For a second, his eyes flash with sudden anger before he sits up, turning to look at their intruder. Until Wei Wuxian had shown up covered with with bruises and bitemarks, babbling on about his encounter with Lan Wangji in the cold spring, Huaisang would've been easily cowed by the other boy's presence. Couple that with sexual frustration and very new, confusing but intense feelings he's trying to sort out and he's a pot ready to boil over.

With surprising dignity for the usually anxious boy, Huaisang simply covers up Jiang Cheng then pulls his own robe onto his lap.

"What do you want, Lan-xiong? Can't you see we're busy?"

The questions are quiet but not timid, simmering with barely suppressed belligerence and resentment in that way only sullen teenagers can perfectly master.

Edited Date: 2020-04-15 03:01 am (UTC)

From:

tanxiang

The red flush stays affixed to Lan Wangji's ears as he keeps his glare trained on Nie Huaisang.

Just because he knows does not mean he condones. Just because he understands does not mean he condones. His own behavior was as inappropriate as theirs.

Lan Wangji did not want to let such thoughts return to distract him again. For all his anger at these two, it's also directed at himself. He's bothered by it again. It reminds him of his own lacking self-discipline.

"This behavior is unacceptable. Cease, and do not repeat it!"