[He goes up on tiptoes, an arm winding around Brocade's shoulders, marveling at how the other man's here, that he can have this, years of affection threatening to overflow from his chest. He answers the roughness with his own: Yingxing has never owned lip balm in his life, and he makes soft, panting sounds whenever teeth threaten to nick -
He pulls away to breathe. He's flushed. He's looking at Brocade like he'd hung the moon.]
[ That sound goes RIGHT between his legs. Shit. He wants to hear that. He wants to hear that a LOT and for the rest of his life. He wants to be the one to make that happen. AT VOLUME.
And then rockets right back into his heart so hard it misses a beat.
He just leans into those hands, eyes lidding in some bliss. YINGXING LOVES HIM]
Have we been just this stupid the entire time? I was scared stupid to say anything.
[He throws his head back and laughs, hands sliding down to wind around Brocade's waist - to slide cold hands up the small of his back, under his shirt. Again. But this time it has intent, feeling all the muscles bunched up there, near his tail--]
Dude... I was so worried about busting us that I-nnh??
[ It's a short, almost high pitched noise that comes from Brocade when he feels those fingers play over the soft fur of his lower back, and then right THERE. His grip on Lithium's waist might be a little painful for a second. ]
Ooookay. [ He breathes out, a shuddering purr that sounds like an engine idling. ] Thatttt's good. Gimmie.. gimmie one second.
[This is that slightly creepy, feverish smile Yingxing gets when he finds a project he can sink his teeth into (literal now) and take apart (also literal now).]
I think I'm winning this round. [SCRITCH SCRITCH SCRITCH IN WHAT PROBABLY IS A KIND OF PUBLIC SPOT BUT] You sound really nice like this.
[ The breath along the fine hairs of his ear makes him WANT to twitch his ear flat but he doesn't want to not hear every possible word. And the fingers in the loose nap just is yelling at him in warm waves to just stay still be good stay still be good.
As it is, he's proud that he manages to nod, swallowing hard.]
[And then he bites down on Brocade's ear, along the velvety shell of it, before pulling back and grinning up at him. It's a little crooked, and a whole lot fond, as Yingxing finds Brocade's wrist and pressing a kiss to his pulse.]
[He's hauled like a sack of potatoes over Brocade's shoulder, which he makes the requisite protest to by trying to knee Brocade in the side - but he doesn't mind as much, because this is a really great view of his ass.]
A doorway is going to bang my ass before you do at this rate!
[Yingxing doesn't even realize the common room is deserted, so focused as he is on trying to not buck his hips against Cade's shoulder like a teenager going through puberty.]
I don't want you to be careful with me. You know what I can take.
[ Kicks his bedroom door closed and. There's TWO beds pushed together in here, he drops Yingxing to the mattress and just looks down at him. Messy hair, flushed face, and he'd FELT that interest rubbing his shoulder.
[This angle isn't quite new to him - they've roughhoused before, mostly because Brocade was one of the few people Yingxing could fight without having to hold back, and they both enjoyed the physicality of it - but the way Brocade looks at him, hungrily...
He can already feel the fangs against his jugular. His dick throbs in his pants at the thought of it, he'd wanted this for so long. He's the one who gives in first, tugging Brocade down for a biting kiss.]
[ He probably had something VERY clever to say to that, but it came out as a groan and then thought was gone anyway. Must not have been important.
What IS, is the bright pinch of flat teeth carving a bruise into his lower lip, or how he tastes blood and doesn't know if his fangs nicked himself or Yingxing and frankly, it doesn't matter.
He sets on knee on the bed beside Lithium and starts pushing him down. Slow and steady, as if inviting a fight. Or showing off how much a fight isn't going to matter right now. ]
[He knows Yingxing too well - because he fights back, trying to roll him over and get on top, but it's pretty difficult when he's trying to grind against Cade's thigh, more warm pressure, rutting into him like a hormonal teenager.
He ends up flat on his back. His eyes are dark and he's looking at Cade like he's the only man in the world.]
[ It's somewhere between a death roll and squirming. His hands feel the play of muscles and hot skin beneath cloth. It's somewhere between a view that he could jerk off too alone, and not enough friction to get ANYWHERE between them. And it's all his and he wants to BITE every inch of it and leave his marks and see just how gone and breathless he can make-
It takes a second to, you know, make out the words over the thudding pulse in his ears. ]
They're ALL in the way.
[ And all of that predatory confidence is gone as he starts pulling his shirt over his head just by grabbing both layers and gets his ARM STUCK, LIKE A DRUNKEN COLLEGE STUDENT. ]
[The funny thing is that this doesn't turn Yingxing off at all - there's still the undercurrent of horny, but the bark of laughter doesn't kill it. He props himself up on his elbows and watches Brocade struggle for about five more seconds, before sitting up and
Biting him on a pec HA he is defenseless and Yingxing is winning thanks!!]
[ His voice shoots right up with that ENJOYMENT OF THE BEEFCAKE THANKS. The increased struggles would be more convincing if he didn't arc into it, and the fingers visible spasming. ]
If you didn't already know I was a dick we wouldn't be here, would we?
[Here's some cheeky tongue to a nipple - all right, maybe a fair bit, he's getting distracted, all this muscle isn't new to him but he's wanted to put his mouth on Brocade since forever, he smells so good -
He gives in and helps him with his little clothing mishap, but the moment that shirt is off the first thing he'll be seeing is Yingxing's face, flush mottled all the way down and disappearing into the collar of his top.]
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[He goes up on tiptoes, an arm winding around Brocade's shoulders, marveling at how the other man's here, that he can have this, years of affection threatening to overflow from his chest. He answers the roughness with his own: Yingxing has never owned lip balm in his life, and he makes soft, panting sounds whenever teeth threaten to nick -
He pulls away to breathe. He's flushed. He's looking at Brocade like he'd hung the moon.]
Hmm. Seven out of ten.
Slight spice
It's not the first time he's seen Yingxing overheated, but all he can think is how much better that look could be worn out and sweat drenched.
how much better it could be waking up in the morning]
Sounds like I need a second try.
[ He leans in, a light brush, a prickle of stubble makes him grin. Those sharp teeth scrap the top of Yingxing's ear. ]
Maybe a third.
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Don't worry, you can have all the tries you want.
[He lifts a hand - really lifts it, tall bastard - and cradles Brocade's jaw.]
When you texted me earlier. That you loved me. I love you too. For a while now.
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And then rockets right back into his heart so hard it misses a beat.
He just leans into those hands, eyes lidding in some bliss. YINGXING LOVES HIM]
... It's ah. I've loved you a long while too.
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[He throws his head back and laughs, hands sliding down to wind around Brocade's waist - to slide cold hands up the small of his back, under his shirt. Again. But this time it has intent, feeling all the muscles bunched up there, near his tail--]
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[ It's a short, almost high pitched noise that comes from Brocade when he feels those fingers play over the soft fur of his lower back, and then right THERE. His grip on Lithium's waist might be a little painful for a second. ]
Ooookay. [ He breathes out, a shuddering purr that sounds like an engine idling. ] Thatttt's good. Gimmie.. gimmie one second.
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I think I'm winning this round. [SCRITCH SCRITCH SCRITCH IN WHAT PROBABLY IS A KIND OF PUBLIC SPOT BUT] You sound really nice like this.
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And then he SAYS THAT.
His eyes slit and his hands shift down to engulf Yingxing's ass and press him into Brocade's thigh. ]
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I've had so many dreams about you. Wanna hear about them?
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As it is, he's proud that he manages to nod, swallowing hard.]
Wanna see how many we can make real tonight?
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[And then he bites down on Brocade's ear, along the velvety shell of it, before pulling back and grinning up at him. It's a little crooked, and a whole lot fond, as Yingxing finds Brocade's wrist and pressing a kiss to his pulse.]
Better hope the walls aren't thin.
1/3
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And FUCK YEA!!!!!!!
In flame text.
With explosions
And hearts.
And heart shaped explosions.]
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One way to find out!!
[ OFF WE GO. ]
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A doorway is going to bang my ass before you do at this rate!
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Oh don't worry. I'll be SO careful.
For like. Damn, how long's the walk? Oh lets give it a minute.
[ FOR WHATEVER BLESSING, Sun Sign's common room is deserted.
Not that this would have stopped him.
He trots over to his room, HUMMING. ]
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I don't want you to be careful with me. You know what I can take.
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This is going to be a hell of a meal. ]
You know? Don't think I do.
But... we got a whole vacation to find out.
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[This angle isn't quite new to him - they've roughhoused before, mostly because Brocade was one of the few people Yingxing could fight without having to hold back, and they both enjoyed the physicality of it - but the way Brocade looks at him, hungrily...
He can already feel the fangs against his jugular. His dick throbs in his pants at the thought of it, he'd wanted this for so long. He's the one who gives in first, tugging Brocade down for a biting kiss.]
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What IS, is the bright pinch of flat teeth carving a bruise into his lower lip, or how he tastes blood and doesn't know if his fangs nicked himself or Yingxing and frankly, it doesn't matter.
He sets on knee on the bed beside Lithium and starts pushing him down. Slow and steady, as if inviting a fight. Or showing off how much a fight isn't going to matter right now. ]
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He ends up flat on his back. His eyes are dark and he's looking at Cade like he's the only man in the world.]
You're wearing too much.
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It takes a second to, you know, make out the words over the thudding pulse in his ears. ]
They're ALL in the way.
[ And all of that predatory confidence is gone as he starts pulling his shirt over his head just by grabbing both layers and gets his ARM STUCK, LIKE A DRUNKEN COLLEGE STUDENT. ]
OH COME ON.
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Biting him on a pec HA he is defenseless and Yingxing is winning thanks!!]
Need some help?
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[ His voice shoots right up with that ENJOYMENT OF THE BEEFCAKE THANKS. The increased struggles would be more convincing if he didn't arc into it, and the fingers visible spasming. ]
I THOUGHT YA WANTED DICK, NOT BE ONE!!!
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[Here's some cheeky tongue to a nipple - all right, maybe a fair bit, he's getting distracted, all this muscle isn't new to him but he's wanted to put his mouth on Brocade since forever, he smells so good -
He gives in and helps him with his little clothing mishap, but the moment that shirt is off the first thing he'll be seeing is Yingxing's face, flush mottled all the way down and disappearing into the collar of his top.]
Uh. [He's staring.] You're really hot.
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