He has to use his hands to spread the reddened cheeks apart as he sinks the younger down onto him. A breathy groan leaves his lips when he feels the tightness around him. "Make you mine in every way," he purrs softly, dropping a few kisses on Jingyi's back as he waits for the other to adjust. Then gently, he takes the ribbon that hangs down Jingyi's back and winds it across the other's throat before curling the ends in his fingers. Another kiss is dropped on a shoulder.
"Make me come inside you, disciple Lan. You need to be marked well from the inside out, just who you belong to."
Jingyi whimpers as the tender cheeks are spread apart by the other's hands, sinking down onto his cock. He shudders at the full feeling. His eyes are glazed with pleasure, with need as the other's lips press to his skin. The muscles inside of him tremble slightly but he starts to relax, to adjust around the other's cock, still tight.
His eyes widen for a moment at the feeling of the soft ribbon being wrapped around his throat, the ends held by Jiang Cheng. It's another feeling of being possessed by the other and he relishes it. Just as he relishes the words that border on humiliating but really just egg him on.
The redden skin aches and burns and worsens when Jingyi starts to move. He lifts himself up only to drop down hard on the other's cock, setting a harsh pace as he rides him. Each movement draws whimpers, twisted between pain and pleasure as he struggles to keep the same pace to please Sect Leader Jiang. He still has the image of others seeing him this way and his cock is hard and aching once more.
"Look at you," he cooed roughly, using his free hand to lightly caress Jingyi's side and pecs, tweaking lightly. "All wanton. So needy. And you feel like you really," he whispered close to the bobbing ear, "really... need me to fill your ass." Cheng groaned softly to accentuate the tone of his voice and purred again.
"You'll make them feel so jealous. No one else can render you like this. You look so good."
Jingyi whimpers as the other tweaks him and his back arching as he does. The words make him ache so much just as much as the other's cock inside of him. He's coming undone in the way that truly no one else would be capable of doing to him. He still feels the ribbon around his throat, the feeling of it pressing if only because of how aware he is of what it is, of how inappropriate it is to use it that way but that just makes him like it more.
"Sect Leader, please," Jingyi whimpers, riding the other's cock, making sure to take him as deep as he can but still keep a fast pace. Panting and covered in sweat his backside throbbing with pain but he works through it to try and please Jiang Cheng. And it feels so fucking good anyway.
He takes pity after a few moments. After all, Jingyi had taken so much already. Winding one arm around the younger man's waist, his free hand wrapped around the hard, frustrated-looking cock. "You gunna come for me?" he growled softly, stroking slowly at first, but making certain that it was unmistakable that he wasn't teasing anymore.
Cheng was worked up even if it didn't seem like it. His pulse was ringing in his ears as he graveled out words of encouragement, adding to the fantasy of someone opening the door and witnessing them. How he wouldn't stop even if the sect leader himself walked in on them, not until Jingyi was spilling his load over Cheng's hand. And it was a description that was making him swell his need, teetering on that edge as he waited for the other's release to drag him over.
Jingyi tenses at first, as the other’s hand wraps around his cock — he’s
painfully hard, aching for release. “Yes, yes,” he whimpers, his hips
bucking into the other’s touch even as he tries to stay still. Even if the
stroking is slow, it still is powerful for Jingyi. He clings to the older
man, feeling his orgasm coming and quickly he’s coming, shouting the
other’s name as he does. As the pleasure runs over him his passage tightens
and spasms around Jiang Cheng’s cock. He drags his nails into Jiang
Cheng’s shoulder’s, dragging down .
Cheng gasps and then groans as Jingyi drags him over the edge, dropping his forehead to rest on the other's shoulder while his body seeks deeper into the younger man. As the rush starts to settle, he slides his arm around Jingyi's waist, holding him close.
"Feel okay?" were the first words he whispered, the urgency to move non-existant.
Jingyi is feeling like jelly in all of his limbs as he leans heavily onto
Jiang Cheng as the other holds him close. He smiles as he nuzzles at him,
biting lightly at bare skin. "I'm okay, yeah."
He waits a moment more, just to be selfish enough to indulge in the hold before he slowly and carefully moved Jingyi, setting him gently on the bed and placing a small kiss on his sweaty brow before unwinding the ribbon to fold gently and set on the side table before getting the necessary items to clean the other up with.
When he returns, he also has a soothing balm to help soothe the red of Jingyi's ass. "You liked that?" It was more a statement than a question.
Jingyi doesn't mind it, the other being selfish. He wants to be close to Jiang Cheng especially after that sort of experience. It had been very intense after all. It's thoroughly enjoyed but still intense. He's still breathing unevenly as the other sets the ribbon aside. He waits patiently for Jiang Cheng to come back, biting his lip and trying not to move too much.
He turns his head to watch the other with the balm, a small smirk on his lips.
Cheng's fingers were completely different from a short time before. They're soft and gentle, soothing the balm on as he hums. "I did too," he admits with a quiet murmur, satisfied that Jingyi is taken care of. "You were so good. Took it all so well." Once everything is set aside, he crawls in and settles up against the other, exhaling a soft breath.
"Your marks are so lovely," he cooes, finger combing Jingyi's hair.
Jingyi flinches a few times at the most tender spots no matter how gentle the other is being. His ass is going to hurt for a while but he's more than okay with that. What makes it all the better is being praised, warmth spreading from head to toe as he basks in it. He leans toward the other and the exhaustion is catching up -- the fingers in his hair not helping as relaxes further, stifling a yawn as he cuddles his lover.
"I'll always take whatever marks you want to give me but I'm gonna mark you up too!"
"I would hope so," he murmurs softly with a fond smile. "I look forward to it, A-Yi. Sleep. I'll watch your dreams."
Cheng's tired too, but he takes his guardianship seriously. He won't rest until Jingyi is fast asleep. Until then, he keeps petting the other's hair, enjoying how the strands feel between his fingers.
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"Make me come inside you, disciple Lan. You need to be marked well from the inside out, just who you belong to."
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His eyes widen for a moment at the feeling of the soft ribbon being wrapped around his throat, the ends held by Jiang Cheng. It's another feeling of being possessed by the other and he relishes it. Just as he relishes the words that border on humiliating but really just egg him on.
The redden skin aches and burns and worsens when Jingyi starts to move. He lifts himself up only to drop down hard on the other's cock, setting a harsh pace as he rides him. Each movement draws whimpers, twisted between pain and pleasure as he struggles to keep the same pace to please Sect Leader Jiang. He still has the image of others seeing him this way and his cock is hard and aching once more.
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"You'll make them feel so jealous. No one else can render you like this. You look so good."
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"Sect Leader, please," Jingyi whimpers, riding the other's cock, making sure to take him as deep as he can but still keep a fast pace. Panting and covered in sweat his backside throbbing with pain but he works through it to try and please Jiang Cheng. And it feels so fucking good anyway.
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Cheng was worked up even if it didn't seem like it. His pulse was ringing in his ears as he graveled out words of encouragement, adding to the fantasy of someone opening the door and witnessing them. How he wouldn't stop even if the sect leader himself walked in on them, not until Jingyi was spilling his load over Cheng's hand. And it was a description that was making him swell his need, teetering on that edge as he waited for the other's release to drag him over.
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Jingyi tenses at first, as the other’s hand wraps around his cock — he’s painfully hard, aching for release. “Yes, yes,” he whimpers, his hips bucking into the other’s touch even as he tries to stay still. Even if the stroking is slow, it still is powerful for Jingyi. He clings to the older man, feeling his orgasm coming and quickly he’s coming, shouting the other’s name as he does. As the pleasure runs over him his passage tightens and spasms around Jiang Cheng’s cock. He drags his nails into Jiang Cheng’s shoulder’s, dragging down .
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"Feel okay?" were the first words he whispered, the urgency to move non-existant.
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Jingyi is feeling like jelly in all of his limbs as he leans heavily onto Jiang Cheng as the other holds him close. He smiles as he nuzzles at him, biting lightly at bare skin. "I'm okay, yeah."
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When he returns, he also has a soothing balm to help soothe the red of Jingyi's ass. "You liked that?" It was more a statement than a question.
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He turns his head to watch the other with the balm, a small smirk on his lips.
"I really liked that.
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"Your marks are so lovely," he cooes, finger combing Jingyi's hair.
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"I'll always take whatever marks you want to give me but I'm gonna mark you up too!"
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Cheng's tired too, but he takes his guardianship seriously. He won't rest until Jingyi is fast asleep. Until then, he keeps petting the other's hair, enjoying how the strands feel between his fingers.