And so, it doesn't take long for Jingyi make his way to Jiang Cheng. He's itching to try something new...and it'd been a while and Jiang Cheng certainly does need his servicing again, silly sext or not.
He already has his plans in mind and takes a seat on the edge of the bed while he waits. He looks very much like sect leader that makes so many uneasy. His eyes don't waver as Jingyi arrives. "Close the door and seal it. Then come over here."
Jingyi sees him and just the sight of him like that sends a thrill along his spine. He finds Jiang Cheng incredibly sexy when he looks like that, when he speaks to him like that. he doesn't want it all the time but there are sometimes where the mood is right and this is one of them.
So he quickly closes the door, sealing it. He could have moved to him wordlessly but he has to talk while he walks.
"Ready to prove it?" he asks, cheeky, of course, a small smirk on his lips as he stops in front of him. He knows exactly what he's doing, exactly what he wants.
Cheng smirks and leans forward, responding to the challenge with a low growl to his voice. "I will beat that brat out of you. Trousers off. Nothing more. Then lay over my lap."
There were several ways he could do this and he thinks this way would be the best. He wants to beat that brat until he was wailing. And thankfully, he had put up those silencing talismans earlier. "By the time I'm done, the Lan's will learn they should take a page out of my book to get you to behave."
Never in a million years would he want that to happen, but it added to the play.
Jingyi clearly enjoys the way the other's speaking and he obeys. He slips out of his trousers and kicks them away. He's nervous despite his desire and excited as he lays himself over his lover's lap. Sect Leader Jiang is not always who he is with, more often it is Jiang Cheng -- but there is a time and a mood to be at the mercy of the Sect Leader Jiang.
Jingyi is already hard and he squirms on the other's lap, as he contemplates where he should put his hands during this and he doesn't want to ask.
Jiang Cheng helps get Jingyi into position. One of his legs supports the young man's lower abdomen, positioning the hardening cock to remain flush with bare thighs. With a tiny hum of amusement, he gives a comforting pat to the balls and cock that look squished between Jingyi's legs. The man's chest is supported by his other leg and he directs his hands to hang down. Cheng is very particular on how the other is positioned and takes great care to pull back all of his hair and twist it to keep it out of the way. What he does ensure to be free are the ribbons to Jingyi's headband. Those, he winds into one fist as the other hand takes care to part the robes and reveal round buttocks that had yet to be marked.
"They are clearly lacking in their disciplinary measures," he mused, rubbing his hand on each globe of muscle. "So pristine." He gives a light tap, just to see what the reaction would be. "So mine," he growls a bit and then gives a firm slap that sounds worse than it was.
Jingyi whines at the way the other positions him. His cock and balls uncomfortably pressed and not in a good position to really be able to rut while he's being spanked. "A-Cheng," he whines as if that would help him in this moment, when it's Sect Leader Jiang and not just Jiang Cheng but that's part of the fun, whining or begging for things that won't change. His breathing is heavy as the other continues, though, wiggling as the other takes care of his hair and he tries to look at the other as his ribbons are wound around the other's fist, trying to figure out exactly what is going through his lover's head.
The young man squirms across the Sect Leader's lap, feeling the anticipation as the other rubs at him and there's the anxiety of not knowing when the rubbing is going to turn into a hit. But it's just a tap, one that startles him, jumping forward a tiny amount.
The second one makes him jump forward more and yelp -- mostly in surprise and being startled by the sound of it. It doesn't particularly hurt, though, but he's sure it's not going to stay that way.
"Yours," he exhales and he loves that, he loves the other even if such exchange of words isn't really something they've done but he does.
Jingyi can't see him, but his expression softens. Yes, he does love this man. And he shows it with a smart slap across the left cheek. His strikes become harder and softer, varied to keep the other guessing where and how hard he hits. The pale skin blushed red and warmed under his touch and before it became too much, he would gently circle his palm on the heated, reddened flesh. Every so often, he gently brushed his fingers over Jingyi's balls and tapped a raindrop pattern over the length of his dick.
He pauses in the treatment of his lover, letting his hand rest over hot flesh. "Was that enough, A-Yi?"
As Jingyi's ass gets redder it hurts more and more even the softer smacks hurt but he loves it and he's uncomfortably hard. He lifts into the other's touch, toes curled and gasps at some of the harsher hits or cries of the other's name. When the hits subside he whimpers when fingers tease over his balls and dick making him squirm, trying to rise some and it was tortuous in how unsatisfying and yet tempting the light touches were. He nearly lets out a sob.
"I think I'll still be able to walk just fine," Jingyi manages nonchalantly after a few seconds to gather himself.
"Hmmm." His cheeky lover. In more ways than one this time around! After the caress, he simply rested his hand over the reddened ass, knowing that the simple pressure could sting.
"I'm more than perfectly content to leave you walking. It's sitting that I'm making certain you'll remember me every time you try." His words were quiet and husky before he decided another session of spanking to ensure the lesson sunk in was needed.
Jingyi shivers at the other's hand on his ass and had to fight the urge to squirm away from it. He wouldn't complain about the other going for another round of spanking, enjoying each connection of the other's hand even as tears ran down his cheeks by the end and he was just gasping out and whimpering. He knows that his ass will be thoroughly bruised for a while. His cock is achingly hard and he squirms on the other's lap even so.
"Mm, I'll remember." he pants when the other stops.
He smiled, lightly stroking Jingyi's thigh. He enjoyed feeling how hard and needy his lover felt. "Want me to fuck you?" he asked lightly, purring into Jingyi's ear in the process.
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You didn't train me!
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Barely, perhaps you should train me more.
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That might be spank worthy.
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Maybe you should. Do you think you could hold me down long enough to do it properly?
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So he quickly closes the door, sealing it. He could have moved to him wordlessly but he has to talk while he walks.
"Ready to prove it?" he asks, cheeky, of course, a small smirk on his lips as he stops in front of him. He knows exactly what he's doing, exactly what he wants.
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There were several ways he could do this and he thinks this way would be the best. He wants to beat that brat until he was wailing. And thankfully, he had put up those silencing talismans earlier. "By the time I'm done, the Lan's will learn they should take a page out of my book to get you to behave."
Never in a million years would he want that to happen, but it added to the play.
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Jingyi is already hard and he squirms on the other's lap, as he contemplates where he should put his hands during this and he doesn't want to ask.
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"They are clearly lacking in their disciplinary measures," he mused, rubbing his hand on each globe of muscle. "So pristine." He gives a light tap, just to see what the reaction would be. "So mine," he growls a bit and then gives a firm slap that sounds worse than it was.
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The young man squirms across the Sect Leader's lap, feeling the anticipation as the other rubs at him and there's the anxiety of not knowing when the rubbing is going to turn into a hit. But it's just a tap, one that startles him, jumping forward a tiny amount.
The second one makes him jump forward more and yelp -- mostly in surprise and being startled by the sound of it. It doesn't particularly hurt, though, but he's sure it's not going to stay that way.
"Yours," he exhales and he loves that, he loves the other even if such exchange of words isn't really something they've done but he does.
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He pauses in the treatment of his lover, letting his hand rest over hot flesh. "Was that enough, A-Yi?"
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"I think I'll still be able to walk just fine," Jingyi manages nonchalantly after a few seconds to gather himself.
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"I'm more than perfectly content to leave you walking. It's sitting that I'm making certain you'll remember me every time you try." His words were quiet and husky before he decided another session of spanking to ensure the lesson sunk in was needed.
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"Mm, I'll remember." he pants when the other stops.
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