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Remember to label pairing (all Guardian pairings, RPS of the actors and crossovers between actors welcome) AND kink.
Remember to label pairing (all Guardian pairings, RPS of the actors and crossovers between actors welcome) AND kink.
Re: FILL: Bai Yu/Zhu Yilong, those ReFa ads (part 2:?)
Date: 2020-03-11 03:05 am (UTC)Zhu Yilong blinks at him curiously; Bai Yu lifts his eyebrows. In a slow deliberate arc, he moves both of Zhu Yilong’s arms aside, pressed them down on the chair’s armrests with just enough pressure to punctuate the silent request.
Zhu Yilong licks his lips, nods, closes his long fingers around the chair and becomes very still. Bai Yu picks up where he left off, careful as he slides each little disc through its eyelet. Zhu Yilong is looking at his hands as they work, head bent, breathing modulated to silence.
Bai Yu brushes hair off his forehead. “Would you like the lights closed?”
“You like to see me,” Zhu Yilong says.
“I did not ask you what I want. I asked you what you want.”
Zhu Yilong hesitates.He must truly be overworked, to revert back to uncertainty and his unending need to please. As they grew closer, Zhu Yilong got a lot better at asking for things and taking what he wanted, but sometimes when his head is full of noises he falls back on old habits. Bai Yu has a couple strategies to help with that.
He slides Zhu Yilong’s tie free and holds it up. “Do you want this as a blindfold, or as a gag?”
Zhu Yilong’s cheeks heat, his eyes fan down. At last he says, “Eyes. I’d like-“
He stops. Bai Yu cups his face, feeling tender. Zhu Yilong is self-assured and clear voiced, except when it comes to stating his own pleasures. That’s mostly why Bai Yu makes him say them out loud. He knows Zhu Yilong’s preferences well by now, could take complete charge and turn Zhu Yilong into a quivering mess quickly.
Yet, he also knows that amongst the folds of Zhu Yilong’s kinks is the rush of helpless trust Zhu Yilong feels at displaying his truths and desires.
Re: FILL: Bai Yu/Zhu Yilong, those ReFa ads (part 2:?)
Date: 2020-03-11 03:37 pm (UTC)Re: FILL: Bai Yu/Zhu Yilong, those ReFa ads (part 2:?)
Date: 2020-03-11 06:53 pm (UTC)*shakes pompoms*
Re: FILL: Bai Yu/Zhu Yilong, those ReFa ads (part 3/?)
Date: 2020-03-12 01:14 am (UTC)Satisfied, Bai Yu leans over.
“What would you like?” He asks again, his mouth near Zhu Yilong’s ear but not touching him. “I can use my mouth and make you come quickly, and we can go to bed early. That would be fun. But I think,” he drops his voice, lets his words tease the curve of Zhu Yilong’s ear. “I think you want something different tonight. What do you want, Long-ge?”
Zhu Yilong’s legs twitch. His arms flex but don’t let go of the chair.
“I want,” he licks his lips. “I would like to calm down. Stop thinking. To not be here, or me, for a little while. I know it’s selfish, but—“
“Shh,” Bai Yu cuts off the self-depreciation. “Only what you want, for right now, between us. What else?”
“I - don’t know.”
“I can help you relax and let go. Make you focus on the here and now and us. Would you like that?”
Zhu Yilong sighs, some tension escaping as if steam from a cooling engine. He tilts his head back, his dark crown resting on Bai Yu’s shoulder. “Yes.”
“Would you like your hands tied as well?”
“No.”
Bai Yu kisses his forehead. “Do you want to orgasm tonight?”
“I- yes. Eventually.”
Heat flares in Bai Yu’s stomach. He meant to ask if this relaxation would have more of a sensual or a sexual focus, but Zhu Yilong just opened a new door.
“Do you want me to decide whether you come or not?” He asks, aiming to keep his voice neutral.
Zhu Yilong groans and sinks further into the chair, as if his perfect posture melted a little. “Yes,” he says, low and rough.
Bai Yu bites his lower lip so as not to groan himself.
“Alright. I can do that. Zhu Yilong, I will make you feel good. You simply need to sit, listen to me, and relax. Let me take care of you tonight.”
A flush has spread from Zhu Yilong’s ears to his chest. Bai Yu nibbles on his earlobe, watching Zhu Yilong’s breath catch.
“Yes. Please,” says Zhu Yilong, and the plea goes straight to Bai Yu’s groin, his eyes fluttering shut.
“Alright, alright. Shush for now,” he half-orders, half-pleads. Zhu Yilong can undo him via words alone, and Bai Yu needs at least some of his wits to untangle Zhu Yilong’s stress and leave him a sated mess.
Bai Yu unbuttons a few of his own shirt’s buttons, rolls up his sleeves, and stretches his wrists. He settles his hands on Zhu Yilong’s shoulders and give them a gentle squeeze and push, encouraging him to lean forward. Zhu Yilong folds, exposing the arc of his spine.
Bai Yu gives the shoulders a slight twist in thanks, then strengthens his grip. In a deliberate escalation of pressure, he kneads Zhu Yilong’s shoulders over his clothes, walks his knuckles up his trapezoids, knobs firmly at the tension points lining Zhu Yilong’s neck, sliding over and dipping under his shirt collar, pressing at the root of his nape where fine hair disappear.
Bai Yu rakes his fingers up Zhu Yilong’s hair, kneading and tugging gently at his longer locks at the top, avoiding the blindfold, sweeping his bangs back and letting the strands escape his grip one by one.
He repeats this over and over, until Zhu Yilong’s pliant and soft, his body unconsciously following his massaging hands as a pendulum, letting himself be moved to Bai Yu’s touch as waves answer the moon.
“Long-ge,” Bai Yu calls out softly.
It takes a moment for Zhu Yilong to reply, and even then he sounds far away. “Hmm?”
Bai Yu smiles fondly. “Do you want to sleep, now?”
A small frown slowly crinkles Zhu Yilong’s brow, above the tie. “No? This’s nice.”
“Alright. Then I’ll take off your clothes, now,” Bai Yu tells him.
Zhu Yilong hums and sprawls back into the chair, letting his laxed limbs spread wide, head titles back and lips soft.
Bai Yu gives in to temptation and kisses them, gentle at first, then more firmly as Zhu Yilong parts his lips in invitation and Bai Yu sinks into him, wet and hot and easy.
Re: FILL: Bai Yu/Zhu Yilong, those ReFa ads (part 4/?)
Date: 2020-03-12 07:49 pm (UTC)Bai Yu braces himself on the back of the chair and goes back down like a mermaid needs the sea. He kisses Zhu Yilong fiercely, pouring his lust and devotion into Zhu Yilong via licks and sounds.
Bai Yu comes up for air, Zhu Yilong tries to follow his movement. Bai Yu’s hands framing Zhu Yilong’s face are the only thing keeping them separated.
Zhu Yikong looks debauched. His hair is messy from Bai Yu’s roaming hands, his lips shine with Bai Yu’s claim, his face is slightly flushed underneath the makeshift blindfold, which lies crooked over closed eyes.
Bai Yu struggles to regain some control. He straddles Zhu Yilong’s thighs, knowing from joyful experience Zhu Yilong can easily take his weight. Carefully, he slides the tie back in place and tightens the knot with a tug. Zhu Yilong gasps, softly.
Bai Yu lets his hands glide from Zhu Yilong’s hair to his throat, then his chest, resuming his slow massage. He follows the same paths with his lips, mouths the dip between Zhu Yilong’s clavicles, trades kneading with small bites over both pectorals. Zhu Yilong has started moving under his hands, arching into the touch as if his very skin was starving for contact. He jolts when Bai Yu closes his teeth over his nipples and sucks.
Bai Yu flashes him a grin around the nub, looking up through his lashes before remembering Zhu Yilong can’t see him. He’s glad he looked though, because Zhu Yilong’s face is a mask of naked desire the likes Bai Yu rarely sees, even less so in a context where he can savour it. The blindfold seems to liberate Zhu Yilong from performing to his self-imposed arbitrary rhythm and intensity. As a bonus, it also allows Bai Yu to watch Zhu Yilong’s every expression, to listen to his sounds and map his body and his reactions at his leisure.
Bai Yu hums around Zhu Yilong’s nipple and pinches his side lightly before soothing the spot with his fingers, and enjoys how Zhu Yilong squirms against him. He especially likes how Zhu Yilong keeps his hands firmly on the armrest.
Sliding to his knees between Zhu Yilong’s long legs, Bai Yu gently pries the open shirt out of his dress pants. He unbuttons his own trousers at the same time, hoping to provide some relief from the pressure of patience to his filling cock.
That’s when he remembers something important. “Hey, babe,” he calls out. “Can I use one of your massagers on you? The shiny one?”
Zhu Yilong rasps, “Of course. In my bag, like last time.”
Last time, it had been Zhu Yilong who had used it on Bai Yu, part of a long night of teasing, and Bai Yu knows Zhu Yilong has willingly agreed to be on the receiving end of the same treatment.
He gets up and retrieves the massager, bringing it back to the chair.
Re: FILL: Bai Yu/Zhu Yilong, those ReFa ads (part 2:?)
Date: 2020-03-13 05:12 pm (UTC)"amongst the folds of Zhu Yilong’s kinks is the rush of helpless trust Zhu Yilong feels at displaying his truths and desires."
It is just SEXY all on its own but wow loving this whole story!