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[ Xue Yang shudders a little and falls back into the bed, though he keeps his arms around Xingchen. He kisses that smiling mouth, letting out a satisfied noise against his lips. ]

You're good at this.

[The kiss brings him back to reality and he deepens it with a soft hum. Then he lays over his lover and gently runs a hand over his face.]

I care for you deeply.

[ Xue Yang smiles and leans into his hand, nuzzling it. ]

Mm... You're good to me.

[So sweet. Xingchen bites his lip and then nuzzles their foreheads together.]

You've been good to me. No matter what time, you're sweet.

[ Xue Yang chuckles and kisses the palm of Xingchen's hand. ] No one's ever called me sweet before.

I don't think they were paying attention. [Xingchen caresses the handsome face and...he knows. But if Xue Yang is choosing a new life, isn't that good?] Maybe you've changed?

Mm... maybe you're the only one I've wanted to be sweet to.

[ It's definitely not far off the truth. He doesn't want to hurt Xiao Xingchen, not anymore. He just wants to continue their life together, like this. ]

What makes me special? [He sounds breathless, completely still so he doesn't miss a single reaction from...from...Xue Yang. The other man had hated him and now...? He doesn't feel hated. Far, far from it.]

What doesn't? I'm not... I'm not used to people being good to me. [ He admits as he begins to slowly comb his fingers through Xingchen's silky hair. ]

[His heart breaks and he presses their lips together, kissing his...his Xue Yang...softly. The hand in his hair brings tears to his eyes...or...where his eyes used to be anyway.]

I'll always be good to you.

I believe you.

[ As long as he continues to be Xiao Xingchen's nameless friend, anyway. With a soft sound, he kisses him back. ]

[He hears the sound and kisses him a little harder. Then he pulls him into a snug embrace.]

Everyone can change if they want to; I would never hate someone for trying.

[ Xue Yang is quiet for a moment, just letting himself be held. ]

You really think everyone can change?

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Yes. If the willpower is there, of course they can.

[Xingchen smiles faintly and presses a kiss to the bridge of Xue Yang's nose.]

[ Does he want to change? A better question might be, hasn't he already changed? He's lost interest in revenge, and he definitely can't say that he hates Xiao Xingchen anymore. And he's content, in this stupid little shithole of a town. Content with grocery runs, content staying in a coffin home, content helping out with chores, content making Xiao Xingchen laugh and squabble with A-Qing. He's really become soft. Soft and domesticated.

And now he's in Xiao Xingchen's arms, being held so warmly and so lovingly. And he doesn't ever want to leave. ]

Guess I'll take your word for it. [ He finally murmurs, smiling a little against Xingchen's shoulder. ]

[What's wrong with being domesticated when you are loved? And Xingchen does nothing to hide that love. The emotion is behind every smile he gives Xue Yang - and, of course, it is behind how he touches him now. Xingchen finds the scar he had left on the other man's cheek and kisses it softly.]

Believe me. The only time hope is lost is when someone gives up on themselves. You haven't, love.

[ Xue Yang is not used to being loved, to have something like this. Something he's afraid to lose. It's the kind of thing that makes you weak, but he feels oddly safe here.

He reaches out and lets his fingers play along Xingchen's cheek. ]

I guess so. [ He leans up and kisses Xingchen's chin. ]

[Xingchen nuzzles those fingers and grins at the kiss to his chin. His heart feels strong and he is certain about his decision. Xue Yang belongs to him.]

Trust me? You will prove it to yourself in time.

I'll try.

[ Trust doesn't come easily to Xue Yang, but he finds that he does want to trust Xiao Xingchen. All the same, he's also sure that Xiao Xingchen would never speak to him so sweetly or smile at him with such affection if he knew what monster he had invited into his home. What monster he had gone to bed with.

He leans in to kiss Xiao Xingchen again, to quiet his own thoughts. As long as Xingchen doesn't find out, it'll be fine... ]

That's all I can ask.

[Xingchen is touched by the effort - he realizes how difficult it is for someone like Xue Yang to trust! He senses the heat from his lover's lips before the kiss comes. Groaning, he wraps the other man snugly in his arms and tries to kiss the doubts and fears away.]

[ That's better. No more talking. No more thinking. Xue Yang can focus on just kissing Xiao Xingchen, enjoying his warm mouth and soft lips. He lets out a pleased hum and deepens the kiss, running his right hand up Xingchen's back. ]

[He shivers and moans, pressing against Xue Yang and marveling at the other man's strength. The fact that his...his A-Yang...is choosing to be soft and sweet instead of dangerous and vengeful is arousing. Xingchen can't get enough of the kisses!]

Mmm I love kissing you...

[ Xue Yang lets out a couple of moans of his own and presses up a little against Xingchen's body. Hearing Xingchen like that is definitely arousing him... He nibbles at Xingchen's bottom lip and grins. ]

Mmm, love kissing you too.

[The sounds fall so pleasantly on his ears and Xingchen can't hear enough. His kisses grow harder, more demanding and he whimpers when his lip is caught.]

Your lips are so soft. [He flushes and adds, huskily:] Your mouth is hot.

[ Xue Yang moans into the demanding kisses, easily letting himself be devoured by Xingchen's warm lips. He, of course, kisses back with the same passion. ]

Mnnn... yours too. [ He grins and sucks slowly at Xingchen's bottom lip. ] Do you wanna go again? [ He's definitely feeling himself heat up again. ]

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