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Two years into their marriage, Xichen was still the happiest man alive. Nothing had changed in their relationship - they were still happy, madly in love with each other, and their desire had never faded. What's more, it seemed to only grow and grow. Xichen wanted more and more of his husband, never having enough, even though Wanyin indulged him far too often, for what Xichen hopelessly adored him.

Each of his little fantasies, Wanyin fulfilled without even blinking twice. He was so precious and perfect, always making sure that Xichen felt loved, important, and taken care of. In a span of two years, they made such progress when it came to intimacy that Xichen had never thought that they would reach such a point. There was nothing they couldn't talk about, both regarding sensitive, serious matters, and those of an intimate nature.

And Xichen loved that freedom. Loved that he could reach out to Wanyin for advice on everything, important or silly, it didn't matter. A-Cheng always took it seriously and tried to come up with the best advice he could.

But now, Xichen had a dilemma. One thing, or more like one situation, was hunting him over and over, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't throw it out of his head. What was that? The conversation he had with A-Sang on the day of his wedding.

flashback from that day

Huaisang had taken him to the white, decorated tent, where the most beautiful and expensive robes were laying on the bed, waiting for him to put them on. With horror in his eyes, he looked at A-Sang, who was grinning widely.

- "A-Sang, those robes had to cost a fortune..."

- "That's is correct, Xichen-ge; even I don't have in my possessions such expensive robes, but I guarantee that you will look fabulous, probably A-Cheng more, but still. You will look so handsome in those that A-Cheng will spread his legs immediately after seeing you." Xichen only raised his brow and smirked.

- "A-Sang, you are so kind, and while I do appreciate all of your efforts, I assure you that I don't need expensive robes to make A-Cheng spread his legs for me, he will do that regardless." Huaisang barked out a surprised laugh and then bent in half and started laughing like a maniac. It took him a solid minute to calm down.

- "Xichen-ge." He said while brushing off his tears. "You are a real menace here, if A-Cheng heard that, he would be so red." After hearing those words, Xichen got an idea.

- "A-Sang, let me use this occasion to ask you a quick question." Huaisang cocked his head and waved his hand as a sign for him to continue. "Are you in love with Jiang Cheng?" Huaisang let out a surprised squeak.

- "What?! Why are you asking me that, Xichen-ge?" He looked really horrified, and Xichen got his answer, however, he decided to tease him a bit more.

- "Hmm, you know, A-Sang, you are always commenting on his beauty, about his small frame and waist, about his sex appeal, that I started wondering if you weren't perhaps in love with him." Huaisang looked even more mortified at that.

- "Xichen-ge! Listen carefully now, I am not in love with him. Of course, I find him attractive, you know why?" Xichen only smiled politely, and raised his eyebrows in question.

- "Enlighten me, please." Huaisang snorted at the display of his fake, polite attitude, and Xichen also couldn't help but crack a smile.

- "BECAUSE I HAVE EYES, XICHEN-GE! He is erotic even during the daily activities, and everyone can see that, I assure you, but it's only lust, not love, and I assure you that my inappropriate comments will end the moment you complete your bows. Forgive me, Xichen-ge, that I let you think otherwise for so long." He made an attempt to bow, but Xichen held his shoulders.

- "Okay then, thank you for explaining, although I didn't say that I minded any of your comments..." Xichen smirked as he saw Huaisang realize what he had just said.

- "Xichen-ge...I don't think I understand."

- "It's nothing really, A-Sang, let's just start getting me ready for this joyous occasion!" Xichen clasped his hands, and wanted to approach his wedding robe, but Huaisang forcibly turned him, so he was looking straight at him.

- "It's not nothing, Xichen-ge, explain. And don't lie to me that you were only teasing, you had a purpose in saying this." Xichen once again felt respect for Huaisang, he was such a smart man, reading between the lines like no one else.

- "I meant that I am honored that my partner is such a... desirable man. Also, his reactions to your comments make me think that you are not exactly... indifferent to him." Huaisang must have taken it wrong, because he went pale and started explaining.

- "Xichen-ge, A-Cheng and I would never do that to you, never! You can trust us that we love you, and we would never hurt you, never like this!" Xichen put his hands on his shoulders and squeezed.

- "A-Sang, you are not listening to me. I don't mind sharing A-Cheng with you for a short while." He thought that Huaisang's eyes couldn't get even wider, but he once again proved him wrong, with that difference, that now his eyes weren't wide with mortification but with lust.

- "Are you saying that you would allow me to join your bed?"

- "That's exactly what I am saying, I don't mind. Although, please, do not take it into your heart, I would prefer if both of us focused on A-Cheng and avoided touching each other."

- "Perfectly understandable, Xichen-ge, your ideas are, as always, exceptionally well thought through. I hope that we will get back to that conversation after you will enjoy your husband, and find out whether he would even be interested. I am not into forcing myself on others."

- "That goes without saying, I will organize everything and contact you to discuss the details." Huaisang smirked.

- "It's a pleasure doing business with you, Xichen-ge."

end of the flashback

Oh, how many times he imagined A-Cheng crying beautifully between the two of them as they pleasured his insatiable body. How it aroused him to think about A-Cheng looking at him with tears glistening in his eyes, begging him to make Huaisang stop torturing him by assaulting all of his pleasurable spots but not giving him enough to reach his peak. Just recalling his lustful thoughts made him shiver and feel the warmth spreading through his lower belly.

But the problem was, that even though they could talk about everything, Xichen wasn't sure if this counted as everything as well. Despite developing some sort of immunity to Xichen's teasing, A-Cheng was still easily embarrassed, and it was mostly Xichen who introduced the new things to their sexual life. He wasn't sure if A-Cheng was ready for something like that.

Lately, those thoughts and scenes have haunted him more often. In fact, so often that A-Cheng started noticing and worrying about him. He hated doing it to his beloved husband. A-Cheng knew that something was wrong, and he knew as well that Xichen was deliberately hiding something from him.

He had to make a decision: try to talk it out with A-Cheng, or forget it forever. Unfortunately, he wasn't such a good, pure man. He was greedy and sinful, and he opted for the first option. He would try to talk it out with his sweet lover, hoping that he would be understanding. Now, what was left was to decide how and when to bring it up.

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The occasion created itself without Xichen doing anything. A-Cheng, apparently worried out of his mind, on one, normal day, unexpectedly finished his work much earlier than usual, and spent a whole evening pampering Xichen. He drew him a bath, helped him wash, oiled his hair, and massaged his overworked muscles with healing salve.

And then, when they were lying in bed, Wanyin on top of his chest, leaving small kisses all over his face and neck, the question came.

"Xichen, I can see that something is bothering you. Please, share your burdens with me. It kills me to see you like that." Xichen's heart squeezed as a wave of love and quilt flooded him. His sweet A-Cheng was so worried when he was thinking about sharing him with another man.

"A-Cheng. I would like to speak with you about something. But I am scared that we will fight because of it." Hurt flashed briefly through A-Cheng's face.

"I will control my temper, I promise." Xichen hugged him tighter.

"My love, it isn't the problem, I love your temper, and I know how hard you've worked on controlling it for me. The subject I want to discuss is the problem." A-Cheng only hummed, encouraging him to continue. "I... I would like to ask you, what do you think about inviting someone else to our bed?" He carefully observed how A-Cheng's face changed quickly, one emotion replacing another - surprise, hurt, fear, no positive feelings. Xichen felt his heart stop in fear that he had messed up for real. "Love, please talk to me. A-Cheng."

"Are you bored with me?" His lover whispered in a broken voice.

"Heavens, no! A-Cheng, my sweetest lotus, how could you think that?! Don't you see how you light up my arousal? How I yearn for you, how I desire and adore you!" He asked horrified.

"But... but you want someone else..." Xichen placed one of his hands on A-Cheng's cheek, and after caressing it, he lovingly placed a sweet kiss on those plush lips.

"Never, never think something horrible like that again. As usual, I phrased myself wrong. Let me start again, love." Jiang Cheng nodded shyly and wriggled his head under his chin, where he seemed to feel safe and content. "On the day of our wedding, Huaisang and I had a talk. He admitted that he feels an attraction towards you, and we somehow agreed that our mutual fantasy would be to worship you, my love. For the two years of our marriage, this thought came back to me from time to time, but lately it has been maddening. The image of you crying beautifully for the both of us as we pleasured you in the ways you like the best accompanied me every day. I was trying to convince myself to let go, but I just couldn't. I am sorry I am so selfish, love." A-Cheng was quiet for a while, probably thinking intensively about it, and then he answered.

"You would really like it that much?" A hint of self-doubt clear in his quiet voice.

"Love, I am obsessed with it. I would love nothing more. However, I would never enjoy it if you hated it, and Huaisang feels the same, if I may add. Remember, love, I will never force you to do anything, okay? It would be my biggest regret if I didn't ask you, but I won't regret it if you refuse." A-Cheng only hummed, the vibrations tickling Xichen's throat.

"I am... not opposed to such an idea." Xichen's heartbeat started increasing rapidly, causing A-Cheng to laugh. "I didn't even finish, and you got so excited."

"I am so sorry, love. It's just... how can you be so perfect? What miracle led you to my life? Who should I thank for such a blessing." Jiang Cheng bit him lightly on the throat to shut him up.

"You are so embarrassing, stop and let me finish." Now, it was Xichen's turn to hum. "I think I might be up for trying. I trust both you and A-Sang to take good care of me. However, you will be responsible for organizing everything - contacting A-Sang, clearing my schedule, etc. I want to find out no sooner than a few hours before, enough so I can get ready. Otherwise, I would start overthinking, you know me." Xichen hummed again and only tightened his hug. "Should I know anything else? Did you discuss it already with A-Sang?"

"Not yet, we only briefly expressed the desire to organize something like that. Ah, I just remembered. We settled that we wouldn't touch each other if it's possible. We want to focus on pleasuring you, love." He felt A-Cheng's cheeks reddening as a sudden heat started warming his chest and throat, where A-Cheng's face was resting.

"I see." A quiet whisper reached his ears.

"Is it alright?"

"Yes... It's possible that I could be jealous if I saw you two playing with each other."

Xichen suspected it, but it wasn't the reason he didn't want to touch Huaisang. The other man was fairly attractive in his eyes, however, he didn't feel like he wanted to act on that attraction. On the other hand, Huaisang was probably the only man he would want to share A-Cheng with. He knew that Huaisang would treat A-Cheng right, being a very attentive and sneaky man had its perks. He trusted that Huaisang would observe A-Cheng slowly and react to every change in his mood to not make him feel bad, as during sex, Jiang Cheng got very vulnerable. Another reason was that Xichen somehow felt that both he and Huaisang would have... similar tastes in bed.

"Xichen?" A-Cheng broke the silence.

"Yes, my love?"

"Won't you be jealous?"

"With every other man, I would, but you are mine and only mine. That, and there is a fact that A-Sang proved to me that he isn't a threat. He is your friend in the first place, and the attraction is purely physical. He won't try to steal you from me, and even if he would after our little playtime, I am confident that I would manage to keep you to myself." Jiang Cheng visibly relaxed in his hold, going lax once again after Xichen reassured him about his feelings.

"Good, then we can try it. Once, okay?"

"Of course, love. Thank you for indulging me." Xichen knew that if he had the taste, he would yearn more; however, for now, he would settle for what A-Cheng graciously offered him.

"You are welcome."

And then they stayed there, lying in a comfortable silence, both of them wondering how it all would go, the anticipation and curiosity slowly spreading through them.

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Xichen managed to organize everything much sooner than he expected. No, he didn't drop his duties and focused only on making his little fantasy come true. Maybe he didn't... Okay, he totally did, but who could blame him?

As a first thing, he reached out to Huaisang, who immediately upon receiving his letter, visited Cloud Recesses, excitement flowing out of him freely and irrepressibly. However, Xichen found it rather convenient, they could discuss details such as the date, place, and things they wanted to try face-to-face instead of having a letter correspondence for weeks or even months.

After that, everything proceeded really smoothly. As the next step, Xichen took care of clearing A-Cheng's schedule, which turned out to be much easier than he thought. Knowing that A-Cheng is adored by his disciples, it was enough to simply ask if someone could take care of A-Cheng's workload for one, maybe two days, as he planned a little surprise for him that would require his undivided attention and a free schedule.

Jiang Fei and Jiang Zhu, his first and second in command, immediately signed up for the job. Xichen didn't even feel guilty for burdening them with some more work, as A-Cheng was an unnaturally organized and hard-working person, and in the end they would only have to reply to some letters and supervise the morning training. Also, upon hearing that Jiang Cheng would finally take a day off, they seemed very happy and were extremely eager to help, asking Xichen to make sure that A-Cheng would take a proper rest.

He felt a little embarrassed while reassuring them that he would, because there was a possibility - a rather high one at that - that they knew exactly what he planned, as a few times already they were.... discovered during one of their little intimate experiments. However, they seemed genuinely happy and grateful for Xichen's efforts to keep Jiang Cheng well rested and healthy, not letting him overwork himself, so he accepted their thanks and bows. After all, it was indeed his goal, not solemnly but partially, to make A-Cheng relaxed by adoring and worshiping every centimeter of his body, multiple times, for many hours, until he would have his fill.

Having already discussed it beforehand with the disciples, it was enough that right after waking up, he just went to notify them that 'it was the day', and they already knew what to do, wishing Xichen good luck and fun. After thanking them, he went back to A-Cheng's quarters to gently wake him up.

When he entered the room, he felt a shrill of excitement traveling up and down his spine. In merely a few hours, A-Cheng's currently peaceful face would be adorned with a very different expression. He still couldn't believe that his husband indulged him so much. He was truly the luckiest bastard in the whole cultivation world.

Snapping out of his thoughts and remembering that he had no time to waste as Huaisang was probably already on his way, he sat on the bed and gently placed an unruly strand of hair behind A-Cheng's ear. As expected, it did nothing to disturb A-Cheng's sleep. During the two years of their relationship, Xichen had stopped being the reason why Jiang Cheng woke up terrified in the middle of the night, thinking that he was being attacked when Xichen woke up to drink some water or simply moved too much trying to find a comfortable position.

A smile made its way onto Xichen's face. It was nice - changing your habits for another person, slowly learning their lifestyle, slowly getting to know them in a way no one else did. But what he liked the best was the boundless trust they had for each other. It was the most precious gift he had ever received, and he would be forever grateful for it. During those two years, he got to know things about his husband that made him wonder how on earth this lovely creature risked trusting him. And he vowed that he would never betray that trust, never.

Lost in thought, despite reminding himself just a while ago that he didn't have time to dwell on silly matters, he didn't notice how those lovely, intense violet eyes lazily opened and were staring at him, still misty from sleep. Only the quiet rasp caused him to come back to earth.

"Hmm, why are you staring at me with such a goofy expression?"

"Just appreciating the view and thinking what a lucky man I am." A huge smile creeped onto A-Cheng's lips before he managed to hide his face in the pillows.

"Sap." A muffled reply reached Xichen's ears.

"For you, always, my love. Good morning." He leaned in, and after fishing his adorable lover out of the sheets, he kissed him slowly and tentatively, only to deepen their kiss after having a small taste. A-Cheng was simply irresistable.

"Good morning." His husband whispered back. "To what do I owe such a nice wake-up?"

"Hmm, I might have a surprise for you today." Upon hearing that, Jiang Cheng visibly perked up. Despite his claims that he hated surprises, the truth was that he loved them. Even a small piece of candy waiting for him on his desk before he got to work was enough, so his lips would stretch in a blinding smile that wouldn't leave his face for the most of the day.

"What surprise?" He asked, trying to hide his excitement, however, Xichen knew him too well. He imagined that inside he was shaking with anticipation.

"We will have a guest today." A-Cheng crooked his head adorably to his side.

"What guest?"

"A-Sang is already on his way to spend the day with us." He purposefully made his voice lower, full of intent, so A-Cheng wouldn't mistake what he had in mind.

"Oh..." His eyes went wide, and his cheeks flushed as the message was fully delivered.

"Yes, 'oh'. Let me introduce you to today's schedule, my dearest husband." He received a nod and proceeded. "As requested, your schedule is all free, your disciples know what to do and what not to do, for example, under no circumstances enter these very rooms for the next who knows long." A-Cheng again hid his face in the pillows as he burst into laughter that shook his whole frame. Xichen lived solemnly for making his husband laugh, there was no sound that was more beautiful. "Now, my beautiful husband will eat breakfast, and after, he will take a relaxing, steamy hot bath in his favourite scented oils that are already prepared, and I will pamper him a bit while bathing." A-Cheng purred lowly, expressing his satisfaction with what he had heard till now. "Then, we will make some... preparations, so he will be thoroughly stretched and relaxed." A sweet mewl left A-Cheng's mouth, letting Xichen know how turned on he was by their whole idea. He was glad that A-Cheng was excited, he really didn't want him to agree solemnly for Xichen's sake. "And after, all that's left will be waiting for our dear guest, who knows how fast he will arrive? Maybe he will grace us with his presence already during our preparation phase. What do you think about our schedule for now?"

"Amazingly well thought through." A-Cheng said in a breathy voice, his gaze full of fire and hunger as he leveled up Xichen up and down. "Shall we proceed, then?"

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The bathing part wasn't as hot as they both expected. A-Cheng got very relaxed after entering the bath, he was actually so relaxed that he started dozing off. Xichen didn't have the heart to wake him up, so he finished bathing him by himself, remembering all the rituals A-Cheng went through before they got intimate. He had a strict routine, each part of his body, every inch of his skin had to be spotless, otherwise, he felt uncomfortable and didn't enjoy their activities. Knowing A-Cheng, he probably worried much more than usual since they invited someone else to their bed. That's why Xichen made sure to wash everything with much more precision than usual, so A-Cheng wouldn't have to worry about his hygiene.

After getting sleepy A-Cheng out of the bath and cooing at him and nuzzling his face onto his, he started drying him up with the towel, rubbing warmed oils into his skin next, making sure that the activity would be as pleasurable for A-Cheng as it could be. And looking at his blissed out expression and lax muscles, he succeeded.

When he was done with oiling A-Cheng's body and hair, he left his sleeping husband on the bed with his face pressed into the pillows, hips perched up on a rolled towel, while he himself went back behind the privacy screen to wash his hands and fetch the oil once again.

Once Xichen came back, he took in the view once again. It was amazing. A-Cheng's beautiful, toned body spread out on the bed, all relaxed and pliant just for him. And what was even better, A-Cheng was still sleeping, which meant that Xichen could do anything he wanted to him. Well, normally he could as well, but there was something arousing about that situation, and what was even hotter, was the reaction A-Cheng would have after waking up full of Xichen's fingers or tongue.

A pleasant shiver once again traveled up and down Xichen's spine. The day had started so well, he just couldn't wait to see how it would progress.

After approaching the bed, he kneeled in front of it, so his face was on the level of A-Cheng's buttocks. Ahhh, his senses were already clouded by both intoxicating, hypnotizing smell and sight. He was addicted, and he had no intention of curing his addiction.

Placing his hands on those delicious, round, tanned globes, he spread them, and he saw... He saw the dark, furled flesh, tightly closed off, not doing anything, and yet he felt so tempted and seduced. A-Cheng's body had that effect on him. A simple glance was enough to light up a fire within him that was impossible to extinguish, and that's exactly what happened now.

Xichen closed his eyes to calm himself, or he would swallow his sleeping husband in one chew, and that was not his goal. He wanted to enjoy the taste and the experience. After composing himself, he leaned in and, with the tip of his tongue, gently probed at A-Cheng's tightly shut entrance. Thanks to the bath, it didn't take long until it opened under Xichen's ministrations. Lapping his tongue flatly over the whole surface and then switching to gently trying to slip inside with the tip, finally granted him entrance.

Xichen couldn't decide what to do, he wanted to eat him out like there was no tomorrow, but A-Cheng would get too sensitive, and their play would be finished much too soon, and he suspected that Huaisang would also love to have a taste. That's why Xichen couldn't go all in, sadly.

Not wanting to get lost in eating his sleeping husband, who started letting out quiet groans of pleasure, Xichen coaxed his fingers in oil and replaced his tongue with them, however, not without one last, strong suck with his lips tightly sealed over his husband's bud and a little frantic licks over his hot entrance. And then, he regretfully withdrew, and inserted two fingers at once, as A-Cheng was already nicely stretched. It was certainly helpful that he was asleep, and absolutely relaxed.

Xichen slowly worked him open, plunging him with his fingers, alternating between going deep, so the hills of fists were an inch from slipping inside, and shallow thrusts combined with the gentle spread of his fingers. A-Cheng's body was opening beautifully for him, swallowing him up and sucking him in greedily, as usual, making Xichen burn under his collar.

The responses of his body were sinful, such a needy creature, always resisting, yet always making Xichen work hard for his pleasure, making him serve, making him adore him. And he wouldn't trade it for anything. A-Cheng was perfect for him, the perfect lover, and the perfect partner.

As Xichen let himself think for a bit, he started shredding off the layers of his upper robes, staying only in pants. He wasn't exaggerating when he said he felt too hot. He was literally boiling with need and ecstasy, and he barely touched his lover. What would he do later? He shook his head. It was not time to worry about such things.

He went back to his previous activity, slowly fitting his third, and fourth finger, erupting more sounds out of his sleeping lover. A-Cheng was hopelessly loose by then. If Huaisang didn't arrive soon, Xichen was ready to start without him. However, just as that thought passed his mind, the doors burst open, and a heavily breathing A-Sang, ran into the room, frantically looking around.

And then finally, his gaze rested on the bed, where Xichen had four fingers in A-Cheng's pliant hole that was obscenely gripping tight onto him, quivering and pulsing around him, the flesh glistening with oil, looking sinful and inviting.

"Oh gods, I can die happily now." It was the first thing that came out of Huaisang's mouth, and Xichen couldn't help but burst into laughter while plopping his forehead on A-Cheng's butt cheek as he laughed so hard that strength left his body.

"It's good to see you too, A-Sang."

"Ah, yes, yes, Xichen-ge, always a pleasure." Huaisang sent him a wolfish grin. "I see that you started without me? A-Cheng, you should greet me, I am your esteemed guest after all."

"He is asleep, A-Sang." Xichen kindly informed the newly arrived, and resumed the movement of his hand. It wasn't such a thing as too much stretching, A-Cheng deserved to feel only pleasure during sex.

"Excuse me, could you repeat?" Xichen smirked and fulfilled his request.

"Our princess here, is dead asleep." He turned to see Huaisang's reaction. His face was formed into a huge frown.

"I am not following..."

"A-Cheng has his very, hm, how to say it, let's say, particular routine before being intimate - he cleans everything very thoroughly. That's why he requested that I tell him about your arrival only a few hours before, so he would be able to get ready. Being the attentive and caring husband I am, I lent him a hand, and while I bathed him, he fell asleep. He slept through me eating him out, and fingering. While it is very unexpected, I find it rather adorable, also-" he sent Huaisang a huge grin. "He is sinfully relaxed, all of his body parts." To emphasize what he meant, he pointed his thrusts right into A-Cheng's pleasure spot, making him mewl through his sleep.

"Oh heavens, are you suggesting what I think you are suggesting?" Xichen only raised an eyebrow. "Do you want us to start fucking him when he is asleep?!"

"That's exactly what I am suggesting."

"Oh gods, Xichen-ge, you are such a dirty man." Xichen only shrugged his shoulders.

"What can I say? My lover makes my imagination go wild, but, can you blame me?" He asked the other man playfully, knowing the answer even before he got the reply.

"I wouldn't dare to blame you. I am uncertain what I would come up with if I had such a beauty in my bed..." His eyes were wide as he took in every detail of Jiang Cheng's naked body. "Now, what can I do? Only now have I realized that we've never discussed what will I be allowed to do." Ah, that's right, they were so excited that A-Cheng agreed, that they only went through the technical side of their meeting.

"Good that A-Cheng is asleep then, we can talk about it now." Huaisang nodded, and approached him, kneeling next to him. "Let me ask you, what would you want to do?" The other man looked thoughtful for some time, and then he replied.

"I would love to either fuck his amazing ass or mouth, if you are fine with it."

"I am fine with both, we have the whole day to play with him. I am afraid that we have to come up with something more, so he won't get bored. Don't tell me that it's the only thing you came up with? Huaisang, someone with your brain, had to think of something more." Xichen teased him.

"I didn't want to get ahead of myself, in case you wouldn't want me to touch him at all." Muttered Huaisang, his eyes still focused on Xichen's fingers that were teasing the entrance softly, shallowly dipping the tips of his fingers in, and right after quickly escaping before A-Cheng's greedy flesh could swallow him up.

"But you did think about something, right?" For a second, Xichen felt really off. Was Huaisang so respectful that he hadn't had any inappropriate thoughts about his A-Cheng? But then he scolded himself, it was A-Sang, his whole being was inappropriate, he had to come up with something.

"Of course I did, who do you think I am, Xichen-ge? I have fantasies going for years, don't worry, he won't be bored, no, we won't be bored with me in this room." Ah, Xichen really liked how it sounded. "I would love to make him reach a point when he would beg us to destroy him." He said it with a dreamy expression, and then continued. "I would love to sing praises about his beauty, I am aware that he has a praise kink." He sneaked a peek at Xichen, who only nodded, not even bothering to hide it. By now, probably everyone knew that A-Cheng had such a kink. "And of course, on top of that is to make him cry and then soothe him lovingly. What do you say?"

"I am eager to try all of that." And he really was, more to see how  A-Cheng would react to another man playing with his body in such a way, a very exciting vision. "I would add spanking, A-Cheng likes to act bratty when he is left unsatisfied for too long."

After his remark, Huaisang's eyes shone brightly, and it seemed that both of them were excited out of their minds.

"Can I play with his hole? It looks so inviting." He made a puppy face, which looked more amusing than adorable.

"Of course, you have to feel it." Xichen removed his fingers that were inside his husband's body that whole time, and made a space for Huaisang, who immediately got to work and plunged the not so tight hole with four fingers. The ring of muscles did not resist even slightly, right away yielding under A-Sang's touch. The other man stilled, and let that naughty hole milk his fingers. To further enjoy the experience, he closed his eyes, and Xichen saw how he shivered with either arousal or excitement. "And?" Xichen asked teasingly, expecting something...-

"Oh gods, Xichen-ge, Xichen-ge, how can he be so soft inside? How can he stretch so well? heavens, he is milking me in his sleep. Is his body so hungry and insatiable? Will the two of us be even enough to feed this little minx enough?" - Exactly something like that.

"We should work hard to meet his expectations. He is a pillow princess, and I am sure that he already imagined how it would go, so we better make a good impression if we want him to indulge us in something like this ever again."

"Didn't he say that it would be a one time thing?" Huaisang asked, amused.

"Well, A-Cheng is a sensible man, open for.. a persuasion of all sorts." He said with a teasing note in his voice, what made Huaisang howl in laughter. It was very surprising that A-Cheng hadn't awakened by now. He probably worked till very late last night, but, it only played in their favor. They could do whatever they wanted with him, at least for some time.

"I can't wait to proceed with our persuasions. What should we start with?"

"I believe that he is stretched enough, would you like to take him first?" Huaisang's head snapped in his direction, and he met wide green eyes looking at him with disbelief.

"Would you let me?"

"I asked, didn't I?"

"Xichen-ge, you are way too eager. What are you hiding?" Xichen thought that he could as well tell Huaisang everything since they had already reached this point.

"I haven't explored this field of my fantasies yet, but I believe that I would enjoy watching my husband being pleasured by another man." And then, replaying his words in his mind and finding that he didn't quite agree with them, he quickly added. "Not just any man. I would enjoy watching him be pampered by you, a person we both trust and treasure as our dearest friend. To take it even further, I wouldn't feel comfortable sharing him with anyone else. My fantasies are such a mystery to me. I know that I want to see him all helpless and crying from someone else's touch, but I hate the mere thought of anyone touching him. I believe that this is a fantasy that includes only the three of us." Huaisang listened carefully, and nodded.

"I see, now I understand everything. Well, thank you for telling me, Xichen-ge, I believe that knowing what I know now, I can properly satisfy all of us."

They shared an amused look, and got to work.

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Jiang Cheng slowly stirred back to consciousness. Ah, he had such a good nap, why did A-Huan have to wake him up? Images and memories slowly flooded his mind, and he felt himself tense up. Immediately upon doing it, he heard a loud groan, and felt a teasing slap on his right cheek.

"A-Cheng, don't get even tighter, I am barely holding myself from feeding your hungry hole with my cum. Do you know how naughty you were? Even in your sleep, you are so awfully seductive." It wasn't Xichen's voice, most certainly not. He remembered. A-Huan woke him up this morning - hopefully it was still morning - to inform him that A-Sang would be arriving today, and he knew what it meant. It seemed that his husband and their guest didn't bother with waiting until he was awake, they simply took what they wanted, and it made him clench on the hot cock sliding in and out of him once again.

"A-Cheng!" Now it was Huaisang who let out a growl. "I am sure that I asked you to stop clenching, didn't I?" He wanted to respond, to snarl at them for being so impatient, but something was blocking his mouth.

His eyes snapped open, and what he saw in front of him, made him whimper pathetically with want.

"It's rude to ignore our guest, don't you think so, my love?" Xichen spoke with a voice changed by the arousal - deep, purring, and dripping with intent. Jiang Cheng congratulated himself for agreeing to go along with their idea. It was a side of his husband he didn't know, and he was so glad to be able to see it.

Xichen was a real vision there on his knees in front of him, looking at him from above, each inch of his skin screaming about how excited and good he felt. His abdominal muscles tensed and shifted as he lazily thrust his toned hips forward, only to quickly withdraw them as he used Jiang Cheng's mouth. His nipples were standing out invitingly, begging him to play with them, and his face - oh gods, his face. Jiang Cheng would never have enough of that face. Half lidded eyes barely open, just enough to observe his every reaction, mouth hanging open, letting out shaky breath, lips red from constant biting.

He wasn't sure who was being devoured here, he, or Xichen.

Ah, Jiang Cheng shuddered violently, causing the man behind him to hiss again, and he felt a sting on his buttocks as he was spanked again. Heavens, oh heavens, he would come soon. Only now, as his senses fully awoke, did he feel how hard and aroused he was.

He felt Xichen sliding out of his mouth, and he already missed the heavy weight of his member on his tongue. He started whimpering in protest, but the only response he got was a breathy laugh.

"Xichen-ge, you were right, he is such a spoiled princess, always getting what he wants." His mouth was finally free, so he could verbally disagree.

"Who is a princess?!"

"Of course you are, my love." He wanted to argue further, but Xichen pressed his lips to his own, and all thoughts vanished from his mind. Xichen was kissing him, his tongue was slowly entering his mouth, and he was enveloped in his taste and scent. How could he function normally in these circumstances? He obviously couldn't, so he just let himself feel.

His backside throbbed pleasurably as Huaisang hit the spot he loved without missing it even once. He felt arms roaming all over his back, hips, and bottom, and he loved it. Ah, he loved being touched, the skin ship, the body contact. He loved how gently Huaisang pressed his hips to his ass, yet at the same time his thrusts were of the perfect strength and pace.

His front was taken care of by his husband, his lips still taken in a filthy kiss, his neck and ear teased by A-Huan's skilled hands just as he loved it. Ah, it was too good, simply too good to be true, maybe it was a dream?

He wasn't sure, he felt so floaty and relaxed that it could be a dream.

"Ah!" No, it wasn't a dream, he was out of breath, his lungs screamed for oxygen, and those cruel, wonderful men brought him a pleasure he had never felt.

"A-Cheng, A-Cheng! Gods, you feel too good. Xichen-ge, you lucky bastard, what did you do to deserve him?" Jiang Cheng felt a swish of breath as Xichen laughed gently.

"I don't know, I truly don't know, but I am grateful to whoever let me have him."

"Stop." Gasp. "Stop talking. Ahn. I am so close, A-Sang, A-Sang, please." He felt tears gathering in his eyes as he felt the climax approaching. Oh, it would be soo good, so intense. He couldn't wait to feel it. However, just as he was about to tip over the edge, everything stopped.

"No. No, please, no." He begged, but he wasn't listened.

"This is what I dreamt of. Powerful Sandu Shengshou on my mercy, begging me to let him come." Jiang Cheng felt how Huaisang twitched inside him, he was really getting off to it, huh? Hm, he could be good and play his role a bit.

"A-Sang, my A-Sang, please. Give it to me. Fill me up, don't you feel how empty I am? Don't you feel how my body begs you to take it?" Maybe he wasn't playing as much as he wanted. He could feel the raw need in his voice, he could hear the trembling in his voice, but what made him ashamed and aroused at the same time, was that his body was indeed begging Huaisang to take it.

"How could I refuse you anything when you are like this? You were supposed to be at my mercy, and yet, you are the one in charge. You are so good, so sweet for me, I will do anything you ask of me." And he did. After withdrawing his hips, he slammed them hard, pushing his cock inside once again, making him scream, and flooding his insides with the hot, sticky liquid.

His mushy brain registered that Xichen was quiet, too quiet. Worried, he opened his eyes with a great effort, but what he saw, made him shut them again and come violently dirtying the sheets under him.

Xichen was resting his back on the bed's frame, his legs spread obscenely as he used one hand to play with his shaft, slowly stroking it over his length, more teasing himself than trying to reach satisfaction. But what made Jiang Cheng lose his mind, was his expression. His eyes were tightly shut, his mouth opened in a silent scream.

He was coming, he was coming dry just from looking at Jiang Cheng getting fucked out of his mind. Oh gods, something dark awoke inside him. He wanted to ruin this man. He wanted to make him submit, he wanted to eat him. Gods, he wanted so much.

But first things first. Huaisang was lying on his back, squishing him, or more like he would be squishing him if he wasn't so thin and light - he would look closer into it later. Jiang Cheng gently moved him, so he was lying on his back on the bed next to him, and supporting himself on one elbow, kissed him sweetly.

"You did so good." He purred, and received a shaky laugh from Huaisang.

"It was you who did good, A-Cheng." Something was off, and A-Sang must have seen it as well. "A-Cheng?"

"I might suddenly have a change of my entire personality." Huaisang let out a surprised laugh.

"Did I fuck you so good?" Jiang Cheng smirked and replied.

"Let's say that it was a part of the reason. Now, look at Xichen, and you will understand what happened." And Husaisang did. Upon settling his eyes on him, he immediately let out a loud gasp, and his neck snapped again to look at Jiang Cheng.

"Gods, what happened to him?" Xichen looked so debauched, he just sat there, all limp, shuddering, and whimpering quietly. Jiang Cheng wanted him even more, he could feel the flames of arousal licking his stomach from the inside, and he couldn't suppress them. He had to have this man, he just had to.

"He was observing us, and he just came dry at the mere sight." Huaisang whistled, seemingly impressed.

"This is a very interesting development. So our pillow princes wants to be the husband now, huh?" Huaisang teased him, but Jiang Cheng didn't mind. That was exactly what he wanted, and he would have it, of course, if Xichen would agree. However, he didn't think that it would be an issue, apparently not only he got a sudden change of tastes.

"Yeah." He purred out the reply, and slowly made his way to Xichen, who was still barely conscious, resting at the top of the bed.

"You deal with this, and I will lie here for a bit."

"You are tired already?"

"Hey! You were sleeping, not caring about anything, when I was working hard to please your grumpy ass." Huaisang pouted, and Jiang Cheng quickly came back to give him a peck on the lips.

"Mhm, I am sorry, you were really amazing."

"Hmpf. So ungrateful, such a brat. Just wait, I will rest a bit, and I will teach you some manners."

"Yes." Another peck. "I can't wait." With that promise hanging in the air, Jiang Cheng winked and received a wink in a response, then turned away to finally approach Xichen. He felt his blood boil with  excitement. Was that how Xichen felt about him - wanting to devour him whole? Oh, heavens, Jiang Cheng was afraid of what he was feeling at that moment. He literally wanted to chain Xichen to his bed, and worship him. It was so foreign, so weird. Of course, he yearned for his husband, of course he desired him, but this was something else.

He couldn't describe it, it was too new for him to put it into words. What he could identify, was the unrestrained arousal.

When he finally reached his husband, he froze. Xichen raised his head and looked at him, his eyes once again half lidded, his breath coming out shaky and unstable, his whole body shivering. Oh, how vulnerable he looked. Jiang Cheng only wanted to hold him, to take care fo him.

"Baby, what is it?" He whispered gently, lovingly, and gathered Xichen in his arms, so he was half-lying on him, his head slotted under Jiang Cheng's chin.

"I don't know what happened." Came out a quiet, shy response.

"Talk to me, we will figure it out together."

"I was watching you two, waiting on my turn, but then I saw you coming untouched, and I imagined how it would feel, and... and just I started coming, but... but nothing came out." The raw distress was obvious in his voice, and Jiang Cheng felt really bad for him. Xichen was always on the top, he was so manly, always confident with his body, and now something so strange and uncontrolled happened to him, he was shaken. He felt even worse, because it aroused him even more. Xichen was thinking about Jiang Cheng fucking him, and it was exactly what pushed him over the edge.

"Baby, look at me." And Xichen did, his eyes full of hope, adoration, and trust. Oh gods, Jiang Cheng felt the shiver traveling up and down his spine. He was so precious. "It's alright, it's perfectly normal. Males' bodies are incredible, and have many secrets. You saw me coming untouched many times, right?" Xichen nodded eagerly, still having that earnest expression on his face that made Jiang Cheng want to coo, and hide him from the whole world.

"You experienced such a strong onslaught on your other senses, that the touch wasn't the main causation of you reaching completion. It happens. The most important thing is, did you like it?" Xichen nodded shyly, avoiding looking into Jiang Cheng's eyes, but he wasn't having it. He leaned in close to Xichen's ear, and whispered sensually.

"Would you like to experience it again?" He didn't need to hear the response, Xichen's body told him everything he needed to know. His back arched beautifully, and he let out a needy whimper. Ah, heavens, what was happening to them? It was like they exchanged personalities, but Jiang Cheng loved it, and he hoped that Xichen would love it as well.

"Shit, guys, sorry to disturb you." The voice that cut through the air gave them both a scare, making them jolt slightly in surprise. "Sorry, sorry. Yes, I am still here, and yes, I am hurt because you forgot about me, but, I will forgive you, because whatever is happening is crazy hot, and I can't wait to watch the two of you." Then he laughed nervously and placed an unruly strand of hair behind his ear to somehow shift the attention from his words to his actions. "I mean, if you will let me...?"

Jiang Cheng and Xichen exchanged glances. Hm, Jiang Cheng thought that it would be hot, and Xichen seemed to think the same.

"Of course you can watch, A-Sang. But only watch, okay?"

"Sure, we have an agreement with Xichen-ge about not touching each other. Today, I am touching only you, and your ass." Jiang Cheng barked out a laugh at his comment.

"You dog." But Huaisang only shrugged his shoulders and, visibly satisfied with himself, went back to napping, practically leaving them alone despite just expressing the desire to watch them.

"Xichen?" The man in his arms hummed. "Would you be okay with me making love to you this time?" Those big, amber eyes, looked straight into his eyes, but they weren't scared. Judging by what he saw, Lan Huan was equally eager to try things differently this time.

"I want that. I want to see how it feels. I want you to take care of me, I want to feel small." Oh, A-Huan was being so adorable, Jiang Cheng just had to kiss him.

"Whatever you want, A-Huan, I will give you everything." The smile he received was blinding, and worth a thousand suns.

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Xichen didn't know what came over him. The sudden urge to be filled, to be held, was so foreign, yet it felt so right. He just couldn't wait to have A-Cheng inside him, to learn how it felt to be so full of the man he loved, to become one with him in a way he hadn't before.

A-Cheng gently ushered him, so he was lying on his back, a towel pushed under his hips like he always did for A-Cheng, his legs spread open to accommodate his lover, who had already gotten to work. In his hand rested a jar of oil that he was already opening, and pouring a generous amount onto his fingers, coaxing them thoroughly in the slick substance, and warming it so Xichen wouldn't be shocked at the difference in temperatures.

He held his breath, and a single finger circled his hole, a place that hadn't been touched by anyone before. However, despite the foreignness of the feeling, he felt excited, in fact, so excited, that he was shuddering with anticipation.

A-Cheng was patient and gentle, informing him about everything he did, letting him adjust for as long as he needed. Following this pattern, the gentle pace, he didn't even realize when A-Cheng already had three fingers inside of him. He was prepared so well, so relaxed, love poured out of A-Cheng in every move, every word, every look. Xichen's throat felt so tight, he felt so loved and taken care of. But he wanted something more. He wanted to know how Jiang Cheng felt when Xichen fucked him.

"A-Cheng. I am ready, you can put it in." Jiang Cheng froze upon hearing his words, and Xichen felt anxious. Did he say something wrong? However, he wasn't left hanging for long, because soon A-Cheng chuckled and explained himself.

"I've never thought I would hear those words from your mouth, A-Huan. But, I am not complaining, not in the slightest." He sent him a burning look, that ignited a wild fire inside his soul again. He yearned, he wanted.

"A-Cheng, please." He knew his voice sounded so weird, he had never been so needy, he had never begged for real, not even when A-Cheng got into his teasing moods and rode him for hours, it was only play, but not now. Now he could feel like he would cry if A-Cheng didn't enter him soon.

"Hey, hey, what's wrong, baby?" The worry on Jiang Cheng's face made Xichen's lower lip wobble. He really didn't know what was happening, it was so scary. "Look at me." Of course he did. "Talk to me, we don't have to do this." Before he spoke, his body was already moving on its own, wrapping his legs around Jiang Cheng's hips to keep him from withdrawing.

"No! I want this. I want this so much that I am scared. It's so unusual for us, I just don't know how to feel about myself wanting to be filled with you." A-Cheng smiled so sweetly, so lovingly at him, that all worries left him, leaving nothing but trust and burning desire.

"We can go as slow as you want, A-Huan. Just as you did with me." How could this man be so perfect? Just how?

"Okay." He whispered, and relaxed, watching how Jiang Cheng slicked his once again hard, throbbing member with oil, and slowly positioned himself between his spread legs, every now and then checking on him. But he felt great, he felt wanted and safe. That's why, when the head of A-Cheng's cock breached his tight, virgin hole, he felt only a burst of pleasure clouding his senses.

He had heard someone screaming, and only after a few moments did he realize that it was him. He was screaming loudly as A-Cheng bottomed out, and leaned closer to him to take his mouth in a sweet kiss. It was a lot. The pressure on his walls, the feeling of being so full, all foreign, but perfect, and wanted. He could understand why A-Cheng never opposed him when he initiated their intimate moments, and he could get addicted to it as well - to that feeling of being enveloped fully by his lover, of being cared for, loved, held dear.

"A-Huan, how do you feel?" He couldn't suppress the laugh that pressed itself onto his lips.

"Amazing, truly amazing." And they didn't talk anymore, slowly rocking into each other's bodies, finding a common rhythm, caressing each other's skin, exchanging kisses, and not hurrying, because they had all the time in the world. Or so they thought.

After reaching their peaks, which came rather like a slow wave, nothing sudden, nothing big, just a warmth and love spreading through their bodies, they lied next to each other in silence that was breached by Huasiang. Yes, they did forget about him again.

"Oi, do you even want me here, you lovebirds? I feel unwanted." The other man pouted, and to make it up to him, they invited him between them to cuddle, and get some rest.

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After he woke up, the weird mood he got into was gone. He didn't feel such a need or hunger when he looked at Xichen, he simply desired him like usual. What happened between them was... hard to describe. Just like they had reached another point in their relationship, they took another step to get to know each other better, to understand each other better. However, after that weird spell was gone, they fully remembered the reason for their meeting, and the fire came back.

Xichen once again looked at him with such confidence that he only wanted to lie in front of him, spread his legs, and let himself be taken, and taken, however long he wanted. On the other hand, Huaisang looked at him with a smirk as he also woke up from their short nap.

"Now." As he started speaking, he moved his hand down Jiang Cheng's body, mercilessly teasing all the sensitive spots he managed to find, and annoyingly, he found most of them, if not even all of them, so by the time he reached Jiang Cheng's well-used hole, he had him panting and squirming in arousal. "I believe that I was promised some fun, wasn't I?"

"A-Sang!" Ye screamed as Husisang plunged three fingers at once inside him, assaulting his prostate without abandon, making him trash on the bed as the pleasure was too overwhelming, however, soon he found himself immobilized. Opening his eyes, which he apparently closed, he saw Xichen plastered to his side, keeping him in place with a satisfied smirk on his face.

"Hmm." His husband hummed lowly, thinking about something. "Yes, what we did was amazing. You filling me up was definitely something worth repeating, but this is what I like the best. You, trashing in pleasure, hopelessly lost in the sensations and feelings, looking at me with those gorgeous violet eyes full of tears, and hoping that I will grant you mercy. But, my sweetest lotus, I won't. I want to see you cry, I want to listen to your begs, I want to lick them off your lips, I want to feel your body trembling under me, clinging to me, as we ruin you." Jiang Cheng closed his eyes, imagining it all, and he wanted, oh how he wanted it all

"Yes, yes, please!" He shouted. "A-Huan, A-Sang, give it to me, please!" Jiang Cheng saw how both men exchanged satisfied looks, and nodded at each other.

"Whatever our A-Cheng wants." And then, they started for real. "A-Sang, how is he, more oil?" Once again, they started bossing around, not even taking into consideration that Jiang Cheng could also say something. No, they played with his body however they saw fit, and he loved every second of it. He didn't mind not being bossed around, not in the slightest.

"Ah, Xichen-ge, he is exquisite, so soft, flexing around my fingers, and-" He looked at Jiang Cheng with a teasing glint in his eyes. "he is wet like a dream; definitely no more oil is needed. Now, can I, Xichen-ge?" Ah, Jiang Cheng let out a gasp. Huaisang asking Xichen for permission instead of him was really turning him on.

"Hmm." Hummed Xichen thoughtfully with a sly smile on his face. "Would A-Cheng like to say anything?" A long, teasing finger was making delicate circles on his stomach, making Jiang Cheng go mad, unable to gather any thoughts.

"No." He panted heavily. "No, just please, I need him inside, please!" He couldn't believe how shameless he was. Those men, what did they turn him into, some... some wanton slut. Oh gods, even having thoughts like that himself made him shudder in arousal.

"If that's what our A-Cheng wants, then who am I to refuse." And with that, Huaisang pushed himself inside with one smooth move, making Jiang Cheng arch his back as the pleasure overwhelmed him once again. Unable to speak, he only made an incoherent little noise, which was of course commented on by those evil men.

"A-Cheng." Said lowly Xichen right into his ear. Jiang Cheng felt a lone tear slide down his cheek, it was too much, all his senses were assaulted without break, making him go stupid, yet he wanted more at the same time. "How can you feel such a pleasure that is given to you by another man? How can you look so pretty for him? Should I punish you, my love?"

"Ngh, ah, ah, Xichen!" Jiang Cheng, already aroused to no ends, after hearing such shameless words from his husband's mouth, and knowing perfectly well that it was just a play since he was the one to suggest such... thing, let out a silent cry, and once again covered his stomach with his come.

However, Huaisang still continued to assault that tender spot inside of him, and Xichen, that brute, was placing biting kisses all over his neck. No wonder that he felt giddy and floaty, those two focusing their attention fully on him had to end like this, but, something felt off. Usually he loved being fucked through his orgasm, and yet, now it felt different, an unknown kind of pressure in his lower region.

What was that? He couldn't think, it all felt too good. Huaisang fucking him, Xichen kissing him, whispering dirty nonsense right into his ear with his smooth, gentle, warm, hot as fuck voice. He didn't know what was happening, not until he felt another wave of pleasure staring from his crotch, spreading through his whole body, making him go limp, relax, and... wet? What?

All movement in the room stopped. Jiang Cheng, on the highest alert, despite feeling like jelly, tiredly raised his hand to see what happened down there, and he felt himself going still, and right after, his face was on fire. He... pissed himself, no, no, it was not happening? His belly was all wet, just like Xichen's hand, which was still playing with his navel, and the sheets. A clear liquid was still dripping from the tip of his cock.

Oh heavens, what an embarrassment, but... but he didn't feel like going to the bathroom. The tears of embarrassment filled his eyes, and he tried to run away, but two sets of strong arms kept him in place, warm, sturdy bodies plastering themselves to his side (Xichen), and to his front (Huaisang)

"Ah, our A-Cheng giving us such a present." Cooed Huaisang in wonder.

"Such a good boy, giving us a delicious treat." Whispered Xichen, sounding equally enchanted.

"Fuck, stop it. I literally pissed myself, and you are getting off to it." He grumbled angrily. He was still a bit embarrassed, but, well, being desired even in such circumstances did a little something to his ego.

"Oh, A-Cheng, you didn't piss yourself. You don't know what was that?" Huaisang's eyes were shining brightly, like he was about to receive the best present in the world.

"Well, it's obvious that I don't." Pouted Jiang Cheng. They didn't have to make such a deal about it. He was still inexperienced, okay?!

"Ah, Xichen-ge. You have such a pure gem as your spouse."

"I do, I definitely do. My A-Cheng is so innocent, so lovely, ready to be taught and explored, love like he deserves." Heavens, they did wonders to Jiang Cheng's praise kink. Despite just being embarrassed out of his mind, he felt his poor, spent cock twitching in an attempt to raise once again, but it wasn't possible, too soon. However, it didn't stop Huaisang from gently wrapping his hand around him, and pumping him slowly, making him squirm and protest. But he wasn't listened, they had permission to play with his body however they liked, and they used this opportunity to the fullest.

"A-Cheng." Said Xichen nosing his neck and placing small kisses wherever he reached. "Sometimes it happens when a man or woman is aroused, and stimulated in the right way. You squirted, my love. I am both jealous and overjoyed. Jealous, because it was Huaiang who made you feel so good that you couldn't control your body, but I am overjoyed that your body is capable of receiving such pleasure. We have to do solid research in this field, with lots of experiments. What do you say?" A hopeful expression popped right in front of Jiang Cheng's face, and he just couldn't refuse.

"Whatever you want, Xichen." His face was showered in happy little kisses, and he couldn't just not smile. Xichen could be so adorable sometimes, even though he was being happy over something so dirty.

"Xichen-ge." Huaisang cut in. "I believe that this wonderful result was achieved not by my wonderful skills in bed, it's so hard to push these words out of my mouth, but it's a result of our combined efforts. A-Cheng enjoys the attention of two men explicitly focused on him, right, A-Cheng?" That minx was still palming his cock, seemingly having so much fun in this whole situation.

"Yes." There was no use in denying it, those two already knew that it was the truth. "Huan-ge, you are an excellent lover, have no doubts about it, there is nothing that you haven't done to me that Huaisang did, but, ugh, yeah. I love having your attention on me." He admitted shyly, making other men coo at him again.

"Such an honest A-Cheng is so cute, I feel aroused again. Can I?" Huaisang wriggled his hips slowly, drawing a long moan out of Jiang Cheng as he nodded. Everything felt so good, too good.

"Xichen. A kiss." He searched blindly for his husband's lips, and when he finally found them, he took them in a hot, feverish kiss. Oh, when he shifted to get a better access, his body moved closer as well, and he felt it... Xichen's arousal, hard as rock, was resting next to his thigh. "Ah." He gasped after they separated. "Do you want me to help you, Huan-ge." He whispered sensually right into those plush, wet, swollen lips that stretched in a dirty smile.

"If you would be so kind, my love." Hearing such inviting words, Jiang Cheng wrapped his hand around his husband's length, and started jerking him furiously, just like he liked - fast and brutal. Xichen was so wet, his cock had to be crying for quite a while now. He used his second hand, to caress Xichen's body. His skin was so perfect, so smooth, so soft, it was a pleasure and honor to touch it. The first jade of Gusu Lan, here, in his bed, as his husband, and partner, letting Jiang Cheng play with him as he wanted.

Jiang Cheng was enjoying himself so much. He squeezed Huasiang between his legs tighter, driving him deeper, and deeper, erupting a cry out of the other man. On the other hand, he started kissing Xichen again, first his lips, nibbling on his full, lower lip, then, he moved to his neck, living bites, and hickies, sucking bruises that he knew would disappear the next morning, but he enjoyed marking his A-Huan then and there.

"Ahh." Jiang Cheng moaned. Huaisang was speeding up, probably getting closer to his peak. To make it even more pleasurable for him, Jiang Cheng moved his muscles, efficiently milking the other man, who grunted, and after pushing his hips forward and plunging Jinag Cheng's poor hole, he stilled and flooded Jiang Cheng's insides with his spend. Ah, how satiated he was, how satisfied.

However, it was not time to rest yet. He helped Huaisang take a good position on top of him, and tended to his gorgeous husband, who was groaning and moaning right into his lips. His hips were snapping forward in short, chaotic movements. Jiang Cheng just held his hand still, squeezing A-Huan's cock just like he loved it, and let his husband take his pleasure. Soon, he felt his hand getting wet as A-Huan came with a silent scream. Ah, how pretty he was. His face contorted in pleasure, his amber eyes, regretfully hidden behind his eyelids, his mouth wide open, and lips, those gorgeous lips so red and swollen.

One last look at the beauty next to him, and the second one in his arms, and Jiang Cheng felt himself slowly drifting away as the fatigue took over him.

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Little noises of placing plates and cups on the table slowly, gently woke him up. The heavy weight, so pleasurable, was regretfully gone from his chest, as well as the body plastered to his side. It seemed that his lovers were already rested enough, and now wanted to satiate their other hunger.

"Ah, A-Cheng!" Xichen noticed that he wasn't sleeping anymore, and visibly perked up. He was positively glowing, his eyes all dreamy, lips stretched in a gorgeous smile Jiang Cheng loved so much. "You are awake." His big puppy of a husband graciously sat on the bed and gave him, what looked like, a morning kiss.

"Mhm, I am. What time is it?" He stretches his tired limbs, feeling pleasant soreness in all muscles.

"It's already afternoon." Jiang Cheng felt his eyes bulging. What? Afternoon on the next day of Huaisang's arrival? It seemed that he asked it out loud because Xichen nodded sheepishly.

"We worked you hard, A-Cheng." Chuckled Huaisang. "How are you feeling?" He appeared in the field of Jiang Cheng's vision, looking just as relaxed and glowing as Xichen. Suspicious, he was sure that he himself looked like shit, like a person that had been fucked for a day and a half by two vigorous, handsome men. And yet, he felt playful, and simply great.

"How am I feeling? Hmm. Surely like two shameless men fucked me for a long time, that's for sure." He was a growing concern in Xichen's eyes as the other man already stood up to grab a healing salve, however, before he could stand up, Jiang Cheng surged forward, and captured him in a hug. "I feel amazing, so relaxed, so satiated." He sighed deeply, and looked at Huaisang while stretching out his hand, inviting the other man to join their hug.

It was nice, intimate, but really nice.

"A-Cheng?" Huaisang started shyly, which was highly suspicious considering that the man was rarely shy for real.

"Hmm?" He hummed the response, feeling content to be sandwiched between his two lovers.

"Would you consider meeting again in similar circumstances?" It was an easy answer.

"I loved what we did. I would be totally up for doing it again." Both men enveloping him in their arms started peppering him with kisses wherever they could, making Jiang Cheng laugh cheerfully, really those puppies. "But! Not too often, do you know how sore I am? You've ruined me!" He fake pouted to get more kisses, which were, of course, granted to him by his lovely husband.

"Hm, maybe I could help you with that." He felt sneaky fingers making their way between his ass cheeks, and he quickly clenched them, or at least tried to, but it was too late. He felt his treacherous, needy hole yielding until that touch, as those two insatiable men once again assaulted his body with pleasure, making him forget everything, and just be there and feel.