( sneaking around )

[onlycareaboutshipping]

SNEAKING around Get the adrenaline pumping and your best game plan in motion, because you've got to be sneaky about your sexcapades. Whether you just like to take advantage of inopportune moments, like fucking before battles or in tight spaceship cockpits or when you have company, your relationship is...not opportune, or you two simply like to abscond during the in-between moments you have together, you'll soon learn to appreciate the fine art of intrigue and being covert. HOW to PLAY Information, preferences, limits, ideas, you know all the drills. Do a thread.

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Wataru Hibiki | Ensemble Stars!! | m/m

[thirteenth_day]

felix hugo fraldarius | fe3h | m/m

[bloodyblade]

Dabi | BNHA

[creamation]

Asuka Koukawa | Taimanin Asagi | OTA

[cybersexual]

Maria Hill | MCU | F/M (30+)

[standardprocedure]

[Because God knows she's not going to read the rest of the team in on her love life. She'd never hear the end of it.]

jyn erso || rogue one || ota

[made_of_stars]

cassian andor || rogue one || ota

[rebellionbuilt]

rey || star wars || ota

[see_the_stars]

ben solo || star wars || ota

[in_the_grey]

bodhi rook || rogue one || ota

[bravenough]

hawks ― bnha ― m/m

[birdhasfallen]

caenis 🔱 f/go 🔱 ota

[tribent]

Nico Acosta | OC | M/F

[anoranza]

Evie Montgomery | OC | OTA

[la_bonne_chose]

Jin Ling | Mo Dao Zu Shi

[impetuosity]

[deferences]

Try as they might to keep things on the down-low, Sizhui knows there are times when they may just be too obvious about their relationship. One thing he does desperately attempt at keeping hush-hush though is the actual intimacy because Gods forbid they end up being overtly loud like a couple of particular seniors they both know all too well. (Thank goodness, in his opinion at least, they're nowhere near that shameless.)

It's at an inn outside of Laoling where they stop for the night, rooms are distributed between them and the handful of other Jin and Lan disciples, then after dinner, they settle in for the night.

Late as it is, Sizhui's certain it's getting to a point where nine pm is fast approaching, and yet he finds himself not tired whatsoever. Jin Ling is behind him (since he'd turned over some time ago), mostly quiet, which means he's likely sleeping, but this wouldn't be the first time he's tested that theory. “Jin Ling?” he asks underneath his breath, scooting closer, his head turning somewhat. Impatience has always overridden his usual restraint whenever he's with the other cultivator; it's no surprise that rather than wait for an answer, he shifts until his backside is against Jin Ling's front, one hand reaching, fingertips finding purchase on his friend's cheek while he twists further and drops a kiss against the corner of the younger boy's lips.

[impetuosity]

They usually share a room on night hunts and he's pretty sure it's more than obvious why, at least to the rest of the juniors who thankfully keep their mouths shut but it's not really that unfamiliar for them to disappear into a room alone. And the bed is comfortable because Jin Ling is a bit picky about the inns he likes and the quality of the rooms.

But it's honestly having Sizhui beside him that makes it easier to relax, his breagthing even, although not quite to the point of being asleep and when Sizhui shifts, so does he, his head turning just enough that the kiss hits more than the corner of his mouth.

"Sizhui." His fingers move, find the other boy's shoulder.

[deferences]

Pickiness isn't something he was raised with, but for Jin Ling, Sizhui doesn't mind making the exception. It's not the worse thing either, having a comfortable bed to sleep in; they need it for the nights when they're so tangled up in one another, it doesn't always occur to them the nosier juniors might be listening in on their not-so-wholesome activities when things take that turn.

And admittedly, he has found he does sleep better with Jin Ling dozing beside him. Tonight is simply one of those nights where he can't quite help himself. So, alongside his restlessness, he yearns. To be held, to be kissed, to be touched, and despite his surprise at the fact Jin Ling's also awake, he finds it difficult to complain whenever his partner shifts too, their mouths briefly meet in a proper kiss and he says his name while clutching his shoulder like that.

“You're awake,” Sizhui whispers, turning until they're facing each other properly, a hand finding Jin Ling's on his shoulder and lacing their fingers together, the opposite one lifting to cup his face. “I'm sorry, I hope I didn't wake you...”

[impetuosity]

"You didn't." He shifts closer, fingers lacing with Sizhui's as he speaks, close enough that his lips almost brush Sizhui's again, his other hand moving up to the back of Sizhui's neck, fingers just brushing against the skin there.

"I don't sleep as early as you do." Which isn't so much lazy as he's used to a different schedule. Lan sleeping habits are as regimented as the rest of their lives while he'd been raised in a different environment.

"And it's quiet now." Which means most everyone is either asleep or distracted in some way.

[deferences]

“Good.” Considering he would've felt bad if he had woken him up after everything they'd been through today. He hums softly at the touch against his neck, nudging their noses together, unable to resist smiling at the remark following another faint almost-kiss.

“No, you do not, but I thought perhaps today's hunting might have been wearisome.” If there's one thing Sizhui's always tried sticking to, it's their waking and sleeping schedule. There have been times where he's fought the tiredness, too excited or apprehensive about the next morning, but usually, he finds himself having no trouble falling asleep once the proper time comes around. Jingyi had always been the one who fought to keep him awake, however, in this quiet moment alone with Jin Ling, sleep won't come easy.

He tilts slightly, still grinning, his lips brushing Jin Ling's cheek as he leans toward his ear to murmur, “For how long, though?”

[impetuosity]

"I wouldn't mind if you had woken me though." A quiet murmur his fingers slipping just under the collar of Sizhui's sleeping robe, just brushing the skin there. "As to how long, that depends on how easily Jingyi falls asleep." Or how long Ouyang can keep him distracted, anyway.

"But we should make the most of whatever time we have." Which is why he shifts again, lifts his head to kiss Sizhui, more intently this time, fingers still playing over the back of his neck idly. "See if you can actually sleep in for once."

[deferences]

“Of course you wouldn't,” he teases, shivering faintly at the touch creeping underneath his clothes, goosebumps prickling along his arms and chest. Sizhui leans again, hooks his chin over Jin Ling's shoulder then huffs a content-sounding sigh before speaking likely what Jin Ling is thinking, “If Zizhen got him alcohol, we'll either be lucky enough for them to be louder or for them both to be sleeping solidly enough, it won't matter.”

Whenever Jin Ling moves this time, he wastes no time meeting the kiss, his other hand drifting down the side of his neck, fingertips playing along the edges where Jin Ling's robe meets. “We've nowhere to immediately be in the morning, so I could sleep in.” A beat then, “And if we make use of the time now, who knows? I might need that extra time.”

[impetuosity]

"Either way, they'll be fine until morning." His eyes close when Sizhui's fingers trace over the skin of his neck, down along his collar as he inhales quietly. his own hand sliding down to find the belt of Sizhui's sleeping robe, loosening it. And then he's kissing Sizhui again.

And while he's distracted by the kiss, it's simple enough to move, pushing Sizhui onto his back as he settles on top of the other boy, straddling him without breaking the kiss until he sits back.

"..So let's make use of it." His lips curve slightly before he's leaning down to kiss Sizhui again.

[deferences]

“Mm.” Just the softest noise of agreement, an affirmation that yes, he believes they'll be fine too, even if there's always a constant voice whispering at the back of his mind, worrying about waking them. But with Jin Ling's hand undoing his belt and their mouths coming together again, Sizhui can't find it in himself to be concerned with what the other disciples are doing at the moment.

A surprised gasp slips into the kiss when Jin Ling rolls them though, both hands instantly moving to settle at his hips after he's on his back being straddled, the next huff he exhales sounding more breathless than before once they come apart. “I like that idea.”

Sizhui's mouth curves at the edges as well then he lifts up to meet him, deft fingers finding the sash on Jin Ling's waist, loosening it in kind and tossing it aside so he can skim his hands up over his torso.

[impetuosity]

Without the belt, his robes do shift, although it's Sizhui's hands that part them, Jin Ling's gaze on his face as he inhales at Sizhui's hands sliding up over his skin. It's familiar, but it doesn't mean he's unaffected, leaning down after a moment to kiss at Sizhui's jaw before his lips trail over the other boy's neck.

"I thought you might." His voice is softer, his hands spreading Sizhui's robes so he can touch as well, palms skimming over Sizhui's torso and then up to his shoulders.

[deferences]

Once he reaches high enough, Sizhui pushes the robes aside, hooks his fingers in the fabric and tugs it down Jin Ling's shoulders, over his arms to his elbows, baring his chest to make it easier for his fingers to splay along his abdomen and right over his heart. His head tilts in the opposite direction, allowing Jin Ling further access to his neck, tiny goosebumps littering his skin again in anticipation of where he'll go next. The spots just below the pulsepoint and right above his collarbone have been particular erogenous zones he'd never knew existed until they'd started fooling around.

He giggles quietly, moves his hand sideways, thumbs across a nipple he finds while nudging against the side of Jin Ling's head. “Your ideas are usually good, you know?” Honestly, the other boy should give himself more credit there.

[impetuosity]

The air is cool against his skin, Jin Ling pulling back to shrug his robes the rest of the way off before he's back and kissing Sizhui again, hands stroking down over his sides. And there's a soft huff at the words when he breaks the kiss.

"That depends on who you ask." But then he's dipping his head to press a kiss to Sizhui's collarbone before he bites gently, tonngue soothing the spot a moment later.

[deferences]

Alongside the faint chill of his fingers, Sizhui can imagine the initial surprise in temperature difference once the robes are removed, but he chases the cold away by splaying his hands, warmer palms working down, around and up to press against Jin Ling's shoulderblades for encouragement.

His lips ghost across Jin Ling's shoulder, stopping just beside his neck, a breathy, high-pitched gasp escaping before he can stop it as teeth follow the kiss to his collarbone. He momentarily catches his cheek, exhales through his nose, slow and deliberate, voice somewhat throatier when he playfully retaliates, “We're asking me, A-Ling,” then he curls his hands, fingernails scraping down the line of Jin Ling's spine. “Does it still depend?”

[impetuosity]

"Well, you're obviously biased." He bites again, this time a little harder, wanting to hear Sizhui's reaction as his hands map their way lower, nails sliding against skin even if they stop short of the waistband of Sizhui's pants.

And the nails on his back have him shifting, pressing down against Sizhui as his hips rock once.

[deferences]

That's the exact response Sizhui was expecting, frankly. Another smile upticks his lips, although it doesn't last long, given Jin Ling deems it necessary to bite again. “Ah... how did I know you would say that?” He manages a pout, eases one hand up until his fingers can wind into the ends of Jin Ling's hair and give the faintest tugtugtug in return to him forgoing the pants. (Because two can play at that game!)

He moans outright this time, buries against Jin Ling's shoulder in both an attempt to muffle himself and hide the blush spreading across his cheeks, blatant embarrassment toward the fact he's already half-hard from just a little teasing and making out.

[impetuosity]

The tugging on his hair has him inhaling, his fingers digging into Sizhui's sides for a moment before he relaxes the grip, already well on his way to breathless. The question though has him making a faintly amused sound although he doesn't answer.

"I like hearing you." It's quiet, lips brushing against Sizhui's ear before he's pulling away slightly, dipping his head to catch a nipple between his teeth, giving it a light tug.

[deferences]

Despite knowing he shouldn't push his luck so quickly, he smirks, gives a final, lingering pull then loosens his hold, lets his nails drag over Jin Ling's shoulderblade once more. Hearing the mirthful noise is more than enough of an answer for Sizhui, anyhow.

But such a straightforward remark has his cheeks flaring brighter, his mouth opening to retort, though all that comes out is another, far more shameless groan when Jin Ling catches his nipple. He lowers his hands, clenches them around the waistband of Jin Ling's pants and tugs insistently, hoping the gesture conveys his growing impatience.