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"Xichen-𝘨𝘦, Xichen-𝘨𝘦𝘨𝘦... please," Jiang Cheng gasps between moans, writhing in pure pleasure as Lan Xichen's length brushes against his sweet spot yet again.

"Gege! Harder, gege..." Jiang Cheng whimpers, cheeks

flushed and eyes screwed shut from embarrassment. There's something inherently arousing when he submits to Lan Xichen like this outside of their workplace, lying supine and spread open and utterly vulnerable in his strong arms, and addressing his subordinate as gege.

"Wanyin," Lan Xichen exhales, hooking his hands under Jiang Cheng's knees and spreads them further apart. "Look in the mirror. Look at how your pretty hole is stretched out all around my covk, throbbing every time I enter you. Can you see how hungry your hole is for me?"

"N-No," Jiang Cheng shakes his head fervently, tears licking out from the corner of his eyes.

Lan Xichen stills. "Wanyin, look."

Their eyes meet through the ceiling mirror then, Lan Xichen's hazel eyes dark with lust and Jiang Cheng's grey ones wet with desire.

Looking at this

reminds Jiang Cheng of how Lan Xichen had painstakingly modified their bedroom a month ago just to fit this kink Jiang Cheng has, and the thought of being loved to that extent pushes him over the edge.

Jiang Cheng arches his back and bites down on his lower lip as he comes,

white staining his torso, but Lan Xichen doesn't stop.

In fact, he quickens his pace instead, undulating his hips up and into Jiang Cheng's with a newfound passion as he twists and tugs at Jiang Cheng's nipples, flicking the tips of his fingers against the hard nubs just the way

Jiang Cheng enjoys being touched there.

Jiang Cheng comes a second time shortly after, crying Lan Xichen's name as he comes down from his high. Lan Xichen fvcks him right through his orgasm, thrusting time and time again into Jiang Cheng's tight and oversensitive passage until

Jiang Cheng starts begging.

"Please no more, Xichen-ge... I can't take anymore..."

"Really?"

"R-Really!"

Lan Xichen chuckles, leaning in to whisper into Jiang Cheng's ear. "Wanyin, you're lying. You never ever call me ge when you really want me to stop."

Jiang Cheng opens

his mouth to protest, but is interrupted when Lan Xichen runs his hand up his torso and then presses the same three fingers into his mouth.

He tastes himself when Lan Xichen swirls those long and slim fingers in his warm cavern, and slides the digits against his tongue.

"What do you get for lying?" Lan Xichen prompts, as Jiang Cheng sucks greedily on those fingers.

"P-Punishment... Punish me, Xichen-ge. Shove those fingers down my throat. Choke me, gag me, as you fill me up with your cvm. Breed me, Xichen-ge. I want your baby."

Lan Xichen pauses, going completely still.

"Xichen-ge, is something wr-" Jiang Cheng begins, but chokes when Lan Xichen thrusts the fingers down his throat without notice. He gags, fresh tears forming at the corners of his eyes but a sense of euphoria washes over him at the same

time and he arches his back yet again, a needy whine escaping his lips as his covk rises to half-mast.

"Touch yourself," Lan Xichen instructs, and Jiang Cheng is quick to follow, one hand dipping down to stroke himself while he teases his nipples incessantly with the other.

The inability to moan and scream heightens his pleasure with each thrust Lan Xichen makes against his prostate and Jiang Cheng clenches down almost painfully around Lan Xichen when he comes for a third time that night.

Lan Xichen follows shortly after, spurting his seed deep into Jiang Cheng as the latter's pliant hole twitches and throbs greedily, milking every last drop out of him.

((No fluffy aftercare because this thread is long and I am tired. Also, this is for @/TKing1814 because I remember reading something about Jiang Cheng and a choking kink and I can't get it out of my ming gdi

Dirty talk is not my forté
At this point, I just want to cry