secureserver | [ Arranged Marriage Bullshit Open Post ]

Huaisang looks down at the question, his hands clenching at his sides for a moment.

"I'm sorry," he says again, his eyes still cast downward.

“Please don’t apologize,” Billy whispers, looking up and taking a step forward. And then his hand, which had come up, goes back down to his side.

“I’m not.. going to be any good.”

Huaisang can sense him getting closer and he looks back up at him again, his hand reaching to take the other's, lacing their fingers together.

"I'm sure you'll be good, a lot of it should start to come natural if you relax."

Well, at least that earns a bit of laughter from Billy. Of course what he was saying was silly. Silly enough to melt just a touch of nerves.

“You know me, A-Sang, my dear. I’m not natural at anything but my magic, and I’m anxious over even that.”

Huaisang bites at the corner of his own lip and he doesn't know how to make the other feel more comfortable, relax.

"I'm not good at much of anything," Huaisang reminds him but he smiles again, trusting one of the things he is good at -- acting. His hands move then to work off the light robes, working down his trousers and there's nothing hiding him from the other's view. He's usually confident in hid body, his looks but he doesn't really know what Billy likes, if he's what he likes. Tentatively he reaches for the other's hand but this time it's to guide it to his bare hip.

Oh, oh that is definitely a lot of naked. Billy can't help the way his eyes go to Huaisang's cock, and his mouth is definitely going fucking dry to see it. This is happening. His grandfather sold him away, and he's going to have sex with this beautiful, smart, totally fucking awesome guy and he's not sure he's worthy of it.

His hand is guided to Huaisang's hip and he drags his eyes back up to meet the other man's as his thumb runs over that skin.

"Your skin is so soft. And beautiful."

Okay, not the smoothest line, but he's trying.

Huaisang smiles at the compliment. It's smooth enough for him. His hands then went to the other's shoulders.

"Trust me," he says as he leans in, one of the hand going to the nape of his neck and he watches for signs that the other might not be open to the kiss before he lets his lips connect to his.

No, kisses are good. They've had kisses, kisses are familiar enough that he even steps into it because he always steps into the kisses. Which means he's so close he can feel the heat of Huaisang's skin against him. Okay, so not because he's still in his own robes because getting out of these isn't as easy for him, he has so little experience.

"I do," he says when he comes out of the kiss to breathe. "I trust you."

Huaisang smiles at the answer and he tilts his head to kiss him again. His hands start from his shoulders and lightly caress downward over his robes until he gets to the sash and then he's undoing it, slowly undressing his new husband with confidence though his fingers shake betraying any calm he can project.

Billy's aware of the shaking. It's okay. He's shaking too as he meets the new kiss, his hand finally getting the bravery to stroke up and down Huaisang's side. Exposure therapy. It's a good thing that has him finally reaching up with his free hand to start undoing all of the lovely decorations in his lover's hair. He wanted it free to run his fingers through.

Huaisang feels something in him calm just a little as the other's touch turns to a stroke, and he shivers at the touch on a sensitive area of his side before the other's hands are at his hair. That feels even more intimate for Huaisang and he smiles against the kiss before he gently pushes the heavier outer robes open, working them off until they spill to the ground, followed by the lighter robes soon after but he doesn't make a move to push the other's trousers down yet.

He slowly breaks the kiss, his lips brushing over the other's cheek.

Shirtless earns a small shiver from Billy, because he's cold here. Just a touch. But the heat of the other man's body is enough for now, especially with the tender touch.

"Should we find the bed, my husband?" Billy whispers, one hand stroking through the dark curtains of Huaisang's hair to smooth it out, the other gliding back down to just briefly get a chance to slip over the other man's ass. Which makes Billy's heart race.

Huaisang smiles and there's a thrill at the other's hand on his ass even if briefly. He takes the other hand and pulls him to the partition and on the other side is the bed. He kisses him again, fingers squeezing the other's hand before pulling him down onto the bed with him.

"What do you know?" he asks, his head tilting to press a few kisses to the other's shoulder and the curve of his neck while he lets him answer.

The bed. Even seeing it has his heart pounding in his chest.

“I’ve... well, I’ve pleasured myself in any way I can imagine. But never, you know, with another.”

He could basically just magic up what toys he needed, but not the people.

Huaisang nods at that and he hasn't let go of the other's hand as he shifts further back onto the bed.

"What kind of things did you like...? I want to make you feel good."

“I mean, the sorts of things most guys work I think,” Billy sighs, because he really doesn’t know. “Let’s figure it out together? We’re supposed to do stuff together, we can learn this too.”

Huaisang is nervous even if he has the experience and trying to seem confident has him on edge. But he really just wants to make sure Billy has a good time, there's a regret that the other's first time is going to be like this, a sort of coerced clause in the agreement between clans in their marriage arrangement.

"I'm just worried you won't like it," by it he means me more than he means the sex.

“It’s with you. That’s more than enough,” Billy promises, wearing a soft and nervous smile. “You’re sort of amazing.”

Praise he knows his husband has woke from him.

"You think I'm amazing?" Huaisang asks, and his face brightens and he pulls the other close to him, his hand over the other's shoulder and down his arm.

“I know you are,” Billy laughs, arms wrapping around his husband and leaning in to kiss him lightly.

“And sharing this with you is... It’s amazing.”

Huaisang feels a little bit of his own nervousness unraveling, compliments go far with him. He kisses him, pulling him closer so that the other's partly clothed body is against his naked one.

"You're amazing too," he murmurs against his lips, nipping lightly.

No, he’s not amazing. But for Huaisang he can at least be happy with himself. Happy enough for his own hands to work on his own clothes. He’s absolutely wearing too much.

“Maybe we didn’t choose this, but I want it anyway.”

Huaisang lets the other have the freedom to take care of his own clothes, not wanting to overstep even now. He does draw him in for another kiss as the other's working at it, fingers curling against the back of his neck, against the hair at the nape there.

Billy is sensitive too, caught up in the sensation of those fingers a the nape. His hands finish with the last tie and his clothes fall in a pool at his feet as he pushes more firmly against his husband, starting to rock against him a little.

Huaisang makes a quiet sound into the kiss as the other presses more firmly against him. He kisses him with a bit of hunger now, his other hand not at the other's nape caressing over the other's bicep as he rolls his hips against him. Then his hand drops away from the other's bicep reaching for something off to the side and coming back with a small container of oil.

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