bakerstreet | How's your head?

Xingchen telling him to stop would be one of the few things that might stop him. But until that day...he's going to enjoy every kiss, every brush of skin and rub of fingers.

He likes making Xingchen's world crumble. Takes great pleasure in knowing he's the reason Xingchen sleeps so deeply. Most of those nights see him just curling close, watching and wondering at how willfully oblivious Xingchen is.

He grins as those arms wrap around him and wiggles up to drape over Xingchen, rubbing his hips playfully down against the other's as he stretches up to claim another kiss from those sweet lips.

"If that is my daozhang's wish~"

But then he wiggles down...down that lovely, pale body until he uses teeth to tug Xingchen's pants down just enough to swipe his tongue over the tip of the length hidden there. Just a playful little taste before he nuzzles it with a happy hum.

How can he say stop? How can he say no? Xingchen was desperately lonely when his friend first approached him, willingly, offering all of the things he wanted (and continues to want) and so much more besides! He understands that he has fallen in love with this adorable stranger and denying him anything just...isn't...possible.

So he turns his face away from any red flags; any warning signs. And when he wakes from his sleep and finds his friend curled close, he holds onto him. In those early hours of dawn, he shows Xue Yang that he doesn't need anything special from him. They can just...be.

The weight on top of him (and the wiggling) makes him laugh and he holds his friend right there, meeting the kiss enthusiastically.

"It is." he reinforces his words with a softer kiss, flushing brightly when his friend moves...down...

To...

Ah. His mind goes blank and he swears he sees a flash of light - of color! His cock hardens at that first lick and he bites his lip, trembling. The nuzzling helps him to breathe again and he manages to stutter:

"Do people...taste...each other...there?"

Edited 2021-11-15 01:23 (UTC)

Exactly! There's no reason to say stop. Xue Yang is having too much fun enjoying Xingchen to think about physically hurting him (so he keeps telling himself).

It's far more fun to tug him further down into hell and sin.

It's far more fun...to hear that breath catch and voice lift in pleasure as he explores that perfect body. He purrs at the stuttering and runs the tip of his tongue along the underside of his daozhang's length before pausing at the tip again to kiss it.

"Mm, yes daozhang. And you taste so very sweet~" Maybe even better than candy, though he'll never say that out loud.

They are each deluded. The lies continue to pile up, day by day, but what can they do? Happiness is just within reach; hope teaches them to keep grasping for it. And if this is hell, Xingchen has tripped into it unknowingly. He would much rather raise his friend towards heaven.

He can't hide a whimper, his cock twitching under the foreign - but very good - sensations. Those soft lips have him hypnotized and he gently strokes a hand over his friend's hair, his heart racing.

"I - I do? You...like sweets..." he almost laughs, but the sound comes out as a moan. He wants more, but how can he possibly ask for it?

Shhhh, let them grow. It's better this way.

In Xue Yang's heart, he knows this is the happiest he's ever been. These years with Xingchen and, even A-Qing.

He purrs at the whimpering and how a hand brushes over his hair. Not pulling, just...touching. So he answers by rubbing over his daozhang's hips and legs, encouraging them to part and let him settle between them.

But he also doesn't wait, he wraps his lips around Xingchen's cock and swallows that length, humming and moaning happily around his mouthful.

The truth would destroy at least one of them. Perhaps being oblivious - even willfully oblivious - is better than being a coward. It's better than losing everything.

Xingchen has been happy too. Happier than he can ever remember being.

His legs part shakily and he senses what his friend wants. Sliding a hand through that lovely hair, he encourages him to come closer. There are times he thinks they can't be close enough.

And then that mouth engulfs him, swallowing around him and moaning. The vibrations add to the bliss and he cries out softly, covering his mouth with his hand to dampen the sound. But his body is arched towards Xue Yang, begging for more.

Edited 2021-11-15 02:26 (UTC)

Those lovely legs parting makes him absolutely giddy with delight and he happily hums around that heated length and presses closer, pulling Xingchen's cock deeper, sucking him further in. Then pulls most of the way back, tongue rubbing greedily over every inch of the delicious cock until just the head remains in his mouth.

Xue Yang gives it a harder suck, thumbs rubbing over Xingchen's hips as he watches that face, tongue nudging the sensitive slit and swallowing. Then pulls Xingchen's length right back in, as far as he can manage with more happy humming and sucking. Too fascinated and delighted to really even think of his own aching arousal, utterly ignored.

Over and over again - he wonders just how much the sweet blind man can take before he explodes or begs for something more!

The fact that his friend finds any part of him lovely amazes him. Also the act of being quiet - even if he muffles himself - just isn't possible any longer. His friend knows just how to suck, how to touch him and the resulting waves of pleasure are enough to drive him mad with want. Xingchen never thought it possible to desire everything at once!

But he does. He wants all of his friend. He never wants to let him go.

"Please..." he begs, voice broken, a split second before he climaxes hard, every muscle in his body pulled tight. The low cry he gives is punctuated by the creaking of the bed and Xingchen falls back onto the mattress with a sob.

Xiao Xingchen is utterly ethereal. How could someone like Xue Yang hope to resist his beauty? He enjoys possessing and tasting this innocent and naïve man.

The begging falls on happy ears and he takes great delight in swallowing every last drop Xingchen spills. He rubs over those lovely legs as he swirls his tongue, gentler than before slowly pulling off and wiggling up Xingchen's body to drape over him with a wide grin, panting to catch his breath. He nuzzles the sweet man's shoulder and neck, purring happily.

Breathing is difficult until, ironically, there is that lovely warm weight on top of him. Xingchen breathes in his friend's scent and wraps him in his arms, welcoming him. His heart and his soul are at ease when they touch and his body feels heavy and relaxed.

A low, breathless laugh leaves him when he hears the purring near his ear. Turning his head, he kisses the first part of Xue Yang he can reach - which ends up being one of his eyebrows.

"Let me take care of you?"

"You taste delicious, Daozhang~" he murmurs into an ear, too happy to care that he hasn't found his own relief yet. He nibbles playfully on that ear, enjoying the arms wrapped around him to hold him close.

Then laughs as his eyebrow is kissed! Xingchen is too cute! He wiggles his hips down against the blind man at the question, unashamed of his body's state of near-painful arousal.

"Are you going to play with me?"

"What do I taste like?" he feels giddy and shy even asking, but now he is curious! Playfully, he seeks out his friend's lips, nuzzling and placing warm kisses against the mouth that had driven him to ecstasy.

The wiggling alerts him to his friend's...state...and he smiles softly. Brushing his hands down the hard, strong body that haunts his dreams, he traces the muscles...and the scars...before taking hold of his friend's arousal.

"Make yourself comfortable."

Edited 2021-11-16 06:36 (UTC)

He grins and sucks on those sweet lips before pressing in for a deeper kiss. "Mmmm...the best summer berries."

Xue Yang squirms and wiggles under those hands, heart leaping and feels rather giddy at how those fingers trace over...everything. Then laughs, breathless, as fingers curl around his aching arousal and he's told to get comfortable.

So he flops over onto his back and watches with wide, fascinated eyes, eager to see just what Xingchen intends to do.

His lips part to welcome his friend - his love - and he wonders if he is tasting himself on that skilled tongue.

"Remind me... We will find a place to pick them next year." and then he can make berry dishes, though selfishly he hopes his lips are slightly more tantalizing. He likes the sensation of his friend sucking on them.

His hands know his friend's body and he takes his time, smiling to himself as his fingers slip over strong planes and enticing curves. The laughter has him humming happily and he lets go of his friend so the other man can make himself comfortable. Then he carefully crawls over him, taking hold of his arousal again.

"I want to know your taste."

Xingchen starts with Xue Yang's lips, sucking on them gently before he kisses down his throat.

His tongue immediately licks out to tease and coax Xingchen's into playing, delighted to share this too!

He blinks at the request, staring in startled amazement before shaking himself with a little chuckle. Xingchen is too pure. Too perfect. To innocent.

Except when those hands explore his body, making him gasp happily and press up in eager request for more.

"Then you should, Daozhang~ Suck me," he smirks, wiggling his hips again though more to tease than to risk dislodging that hand. But those soft lips steal his attention and he goes still, other than his chest rising and falling as his entire focus settles on those lips and hands as Xingchen explores.

So soft. So sweet.

When he thinks about how eager his friend is to taste him, to lick him and suck on him, Xingchen has to wonder if he's some kind of treat in a daozhang form! No one told him! Thank goodness he knows the truth now. When their lips and tongues part, he giggles helplessly.

But then he starts exploring, stroking and caressing down his friend's body until he reaches that hard length. He grins at the gasps and laughs again, shyer this time, at the command. Well since that's what he had in mind...

"You mustn't wiggle." he presses a playful kiss to the center of his lover's chest. His tongue toys with those nipples before he moves lower, taking his time, enjoying the warm, sweet skin.

"Much better." Xingchen murmurs and he uses his hand to help guide him to that hard arousal, placing a kiss on the very tip.

Edited 2021-11-16 22:26 (UTC)

How could he not be so eager? Xue Yang grins at that adorable giggle - Xingchen has no right to be so cute and sweet! But he is. And deep inside, Xue Yang recognizes he's fallen for this man. And fallen hard.

Those hands and lips on his body make him shudder and squirm, cock hard and aching in Xingchen's gentle, strong hand. He laughs at the playful scold before groaning at the tongue teasing his nipples into hard peaks as he does his best to obey.

And is rewarded as that sweet mouth kisses the very tip of his cock, drawing a gasp and another happy moan. "A-Cheeeeeen," he playfully whines.

Those feelings go two ways. His handsome friend has come so far and Xingchen craves the affection that has grown between them like a man dying of thirst craves water. He doesn't know what he would do with himself if one day he awoke to find his friend had abandoned him.

So he tries to make himself clear, using his body to communicate his love. The little shivers he causes make him giddy and bold. He smiles at the laugh and sees to it that those nipples as hard as the cock in his hand.

Then he sees to said cock, kissing the very tip before he swirls his tongue around it.

"Forgive me for teasing." he chuckles, nuzzling his lips down the shaft, puffing out soft breaths, "You're big, but I won't neglect any part of you."

And with that said, he starts to draw him into his mouth, his hands coming to rest on Xue Yang's hips.

That day will never come as long as Xingchen lives. And even then, Xue Yang might just find a way to stay with him!

But he doesn't trust what that beautiful, perfect body is telling him. After all, Xingchen doesn't know the truth. Doesn't know who he's fallen in love with. Never even asked his name.

He giggles as that mischievous tongue rubs along his cock, sending shudders and shivers of pleasure through him. "I like when you tease me, daozhang~" And grins at the compliment of his size as that cheek and those soft lips rub over him. He lets out a long, happy moan as that mouth starts to pull him in and he tries not to thrust up, deciding it would not be a good thing to make his A-Chen gag.

He feels like he has discovered his heart and his purpose again. If he knew the truth, his pain would be unbearable, but if Xue Yang proved himself to be the same man as this beloved stranger, Xingchen would come around to him.

Names shouldn't be so important. And it will never fully occur to him that people can lie easily.

He decides that he loves that laugh and if teasing causes it, he will tease his friend more.

"Do you?"

Xingchen understands the full size of his lover, measuring him with his lips and his skin. Then he takes him between his lips and sucks on him, drawing him in further and further. He isn't skilled at this, but instinct tells him when he has gone far enough. Gagging surely isn't attractive! Any part of his lover that remains outside of his lips is stroked with his hand.

He's not been so tempted to tell this sweet man who he is before. But now...?

No. He can't. He doesn't want to ruin it. He's never gotten to have something so good and sweet before. To risk losing it...no. So he holds his silence on his identity.

He laughs again. "Why would I lie about that?" Not that, at least.

Xue Yang groans, body shuddering and quivering in pleasure as that innocent mouth pulls him deeper, and delicate, warm fingers rub over the rest. He slips the hand that's whole into Xingchen's hair, freeing it from all ornament to enjoy the lovely, silky strands as he enjoys each lap of tongue and pressure of that mouth sucking on him.

"Mm no my friend doesn't lie. He fibs." Xingchen declares, giggling as if he has shared a mischievous secret. He might be blind, but his other senses are just fine. When Xue Yang has fun at his expense, he usually notices.

The hard heat against his tongue tastes...sweet. Not like a candy or a dessert, of course, but it reminds him of his friend's scent. Xingchen finds himself enjoying the sucking motions and he moans, pressing into the hand playing with his hair. He doesn't mind if he looks messy or if his cheeks are red. All that matters is he is with the man he loves. And yes, he does love him. He wouldn't be this adventurous with just anyone.

Edited 2021-11-17 06:21 (UTC)

He can't resist laughing! Xingchen is too pure - part of him still feels bad for all the deception. And yet...doesn't, at the same time. This time with Xingchen is too warm and sweet to hasten to destruction, for as inevitable as it is.

Xue Yang happily rocks up finally into that hot mouth, enjoying the sucking and vibrations from those moans with happy gasps and moans of his own as fingers dig into his lover's scalp, massaging. Encouraging moremoreMORE! The speed of how that innocent, clever mouth brings him to the brink startles him, but he manages to hold back. Just for a moment. Then arches up into Xingchen's wonderful mouth with a low cry, body pulsing and climax rushing out.

Hearing his laughter echoed just makes him giggle more. At least until his mouth is rather occupied. Smoothing his hands up and down Xue Yang's thighs, he soon discovers that he can bob his head, moving his lover's length along his tongue, the insides of his cheeks and his lips. He makes a point of following his lover's rocking motion, letting his friend choose the pace.

His skin prickles and he can't get enough of everywhere they touch. The hand in his hair feels delightful and Xingchen loses himself, focusing only on bringing the other man pleasure.

And then he hears the cry and feels the hot spurt, the sweet-salt taste on his tongue. He sucks until he feels everything go soft and then he pulls back, heart racing, amazed. Had he...done that? Had he truly been the cause of...that reaction? Touching his lips, he bows his head shyly.

How's your head?

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