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“Ren.”
A voice called out, full of confidence and power, directed towards the man kneeling on the carpet, his dark hair flowing on the ground, his eyes crimson like the red spider lily. Even through the layer of hair, the piercing gaze can still be found, down to the very bone of existence.
“Yan Qing.”
“Yes, general.”
“You are dismissed, take the guards with you,” the general said, shooting a glance at the criminal kneeling on the ground, his frown deepens.
“Order everyone to not visit me for the rest of the day, and keep everyone away from this room.”
“Understood.”
The guards that had brought Blade to the hall followed behind Yan Qing who was leaving. Before exiting, Yan Qing looked back, wondering what it was that the general had to talk to. He saw the general standing before the criminal who was still in chains, kneeling, head down. He exited and closed the door behind him.
“What does the great” the man on the ground lift his head, at an agonizing pace, “general Jing Yuan want to do with me?” He snickered, their eyes locked together. Jing Yuan found it hard to tear his gaze away, the crimson eyes that he was once familiar with were now filled with a strange aura, dangerous and cold.
Jing Yuan’s hand cradles the side of Blade’s face. Letting it fall so it can cup the dark haired man’s chin, tilting his face upwards, the dark bangs which covered his eyes fell to the sides of his face, revealing the crimson eyes Jing Yuan used to get lost in. Now it is not a place where Jing Yuan knows, now a place filled with pain and suffering. It pained him.
“Ren.”
“Hmmm?” His teasing tone. Jing Yuan still remembers it, even if Blade doesn’t.
Jing Yuan closes the distance between their faces, to the point where their foreheads are touching, where they can feel each others’ breath on their lips.
”Tell me.” Jing Yuan said, keeping the distance the same, “How do you feel.”
Blade didn’t answer. Simply staring into the other’s eyes, unwavering, as if his mind was occupied by the question.
“However you feel general.” He teased, the playful smirk returned to his face.
Jing Yuan leaned forward, so that their lips would touch. To his surprise Blade did not resist, but did the opposite. Opening his mouth, allowing Jing Yuan’s tongue to slip in. To be completely dominated, to be held helpless at Jing Yuan’s mercy. Blade was into those unbeknownst to anyone.
Jing Yuan slid a hand around the man, pulling them closer than before. His hands sliding down the side of his torso before reaching down, lifting Blade from the ground completely, walking over to a table situated in the hall, scattered paper lay above, clearly a sign that the table was meant to do work on, not for other activities. Yet Jing Yuan clears the paperwork on the table without a care. He knows Fuxuan will most likely scold him later for treating the paperwork like they are garbage, but his mind has no place to think about it anymore. The thought of Blade being by his side right here right now, after so long, filled his mind to the brim leaving no room for government affairs. He knows this shouldn’t be happening. He is a general, he has to lead the XianZhou LuoFu, the man in front of him is a criminal, he shouldn’t.
But it feels so right. He feels complete having Blade in his arms, swallowing his whimpers as he struggles to breath as Jing Yuan gives little time for the other to recover, diving in once again like a lion hunting for its prey. His hand trails to Blade’s back, untying the sash that keeps the outer coat tight, undoing the buttons on the front, letting his cloth fall before getting thrown into an unknown corner.
Jing Yuan finally let go long enough for Blade to take a proper breath. He moved his focus to marking the other’s torso with hickeys and bite marks. Making his marking on the man he loves.
“What would people think if they saw their great general like this?” Blade scoffed, “having such carnal desires for someone who is a wanted criminal of the state?”
“They’ll think what they want.” Jing Yuan said, “They can kick me out, humiliate me publicly, they can put me in prison for the rest of eternity, and I’ll still hold the same feelings for you.”
“Then untie me.” Blade said while holding up his bound hands.
“Hell no. You like this stuff anyways.”
“Fair enough.”
Blade’s eyes started to waver, it didn’t escape Jing Yuan’s eyes. Nothing does. Especially the way Blade acts, the way his eyes move, the way his eyes will move based on his emotion. Jing Yuan knows him inside(literally) out, the little details in his movements and voice. He knows it all.
Jing Yuan continued the attack on Blade’s body, slipping 2 fingers inside Blade’s mouth. “Suck. Unless you want it to hurt.” Blade started sucking on the 2 digits immediately. Occasionally whining against Jing Yuan’s fingers when he teases his chest. Jing Yuan took the 2 digits out of Blade’s mouth, he tried taking this opportunity to say something again, but was immediately shut down by Jing Yuan’s lips on his, recreating the heated make out session from moments ago. Before slipping a finger inside Blade’s hole.
The reaction is immediate. Blade’s body trembles under Jing Yuan, a moan escapes his mouth only to be swallowed by the other. Blade can feel the white haired man smiling against his lips, only to push his tongue deeper. His dragged his fingers at an agonizing slow pace, enough for Blade to feel it building up in him, but not enough to release.
It was almost tortuous. Blade wonders if he plans to make him beg, for him to beg Jing Yuan to go faster, or to stuff him with his cock. Jing Yuan then adds the second finger, interrupting the train of thoughts.
“Didn’t you mention how people will think of me when they see me with you like this?” Jing Yuan pulled away, a string of saliva left between the two, “What will they think?”
“Hah..” Blade could only pant and whimper. It’s not like Blade was a virgin, but it has been way too long. So long that these feelings are strange to him.
“What would your stellaron hunter comrades think about you if they knew?” Jing Yuan pressed up his fingertips against a certain spot that made Blade’s mind go blank. “So I still know your body after all.”
His thrusts became faster, Blade’s composure is slipping out increasingly fast under the new pace. He tries to bite his lip to keep his composure, but each press at his prostate is causing his mind to go blank. It became impossible to hold the sounds back. Jing Yuan enjoyed this entire scene with a sadistic smile on his face.
“I like you like this. When you aren’t thinking, when your mind is blank, when I’m the only one occupying your world.” Jing Yuan leaned forward, so he could speak directly into Blade’s ear, “Think only of me, don’t think of anyone else. I am the only one you need. So think only of me.”
Jing Yuan pulled out his fingers, he can sense Blade’s orgasm approaching. The way his breathing becomes more and more erratic, the way his eyes start to move to the side, as if trying to hide his face, the way his hands start to struggle against the restraints. It is all the same Blade, Ren, he knew.
Blade let out a whine of complaint. He was on the verge of crying. He hadn’t cried over even the worst pain imaginable. But why was he like this, why is he about to shed tears over such a shameful act. He does not know.
Blade reached out his hands, as if trying to touch Jing Yuan’s face. But it was only met with Jing Yuan grabbing his restrained hands, and pressing them on the table. Leaving Blade without any mobility. He looks so pretty like this. With Jing Yuan as his only mercy, he was pinned down, his half lidded eyes filled with lust, his chest rising up and down aftering being denied an orgasm.
Jing Yuan wasted no time on taking off his belt, and lining up against Blade’s hole, before pushing in without warning. It was a tighter fit, but he knows Ren can take it. Just as he always had before, all the while Blade trembles like crazy beneath him. Which turns him on even more.
Blade was overtaken by the sudden pain and pressure. It felt good, too good. Which made it scary, he felt Jing Yuan pulling until he was almost all out, before slamming back in, hitting the exact spot that almost made him scream earlier. His accuracy is scary, though Blade does not have memories of this, he wonders how many times they’ve done this. For Jing Yuan to have memorized his body inside and out, even as the pace quickens, he never missed a single time.
Jing Yuan noticed the way Blade’s head is turning to the side, trying to hide from the prying eyes of the lion like male. Nevertheless the blush that had creeped up to his neck showed that he secretly enjoys it.
Jing Yuan grabs his chin, forcing their eyes to lock. “You will only look at me, you will only have me in your eyes, do you get in?” His voice sounded angry, dominating. At this point Blade was already crying from the intense pleasure hitting him non stop, like waves on the ocean. He cries as Jing Yuan hits his prostate again, harder this time.
“Don’t hide your face from me.” Jing Yuan kept the eye contact between the 2, “I want to see it. Every part of you. The way you look when being teased, when pleasured, when your composure loses against me.”
Blade could only answer in moans and whimpers. Unable to form a proper sentence, Jing Yuan rams into his prostate over and over again, without giving a single break to the man below. He knows Blade is close, his feet are thrashing against thin air, and he can feel the way he tries to wriggle his hands out of Jing Yuan’s grip. Tears rolled down his face. Jing Yuan wonders if he should deny him another orgasm. But seeing Blade being so pretty, so submissive, just for him, he decided to spare him this time.
Moans and cries flowed out from Blade’s mouth, they sounded like music to Jing Yuan’s ears. Knowing this is the reward for ruining the other, to tear his walls down, for him to be so bare for the other, he seemed so transparent. It feels like they are back in their youth at this moment. Where the two would constantly find themselves entangled with one another.
But deep down, he knows. Blade won’t stay forever by his side. Even if he locks him up, he will find some way to escape. But Jing Yuan is willing to try, even if he loses his life over this.
It will be worth it. Jing Yuan had a thought internally, ‘it wouldn’t be bad if I lose my life to him.” Underneath him Blade was still trembling, he soon released, leaving a white trail of cum on his stomach. Jing Yuan’s pace itself became more erratic, chasing his own release. It took a few more thrusts before he released inside of Blade, the other man was too zoned out to say anything. He was still trying to come down from the high.
Jing Yuan releases the grip on Blade’s hands. Looking at the masterpiece he had made. His Ren, chest heaving after the high, his body still trembling, clearly hasn't come down completely from the aftermath. Tear streaks can be seen from the side of his eyes, which are half lidded.
Just when Blade thought it was all over, he felt Jing Yuan’s strong arms lift him up, allowing him to drop onto his dick, which earned a choked cry from Blade.
“The night is still long darling.” Jing Yuan’s tone was deep, dangerous, “I’m not done with you yet. After all, this is just the start of our reunion.”
That was the last line that Blade could register before getting thrown into the sea of pleasure once again.
Jing Yuan looked at the sleeping figure on his bed. Blade was no longer fighting, he looked like he was at peace. His face looked so beautiful, Jing Yuan pressed a kiss to his forehead. No longer sweaty after the clean up. He had his ankles chained to the side of the bed. Only long enough for him to reach the restroom. He knows Blade wouldn’t be happy when he wakes up. But he is willing to do anything to keep him here.
“Yes,” Jing Yuan whispered, “You’re my now, my Blade, my Ren.”