[ The touch of his fingers against the solid weight of his brother’s cock makes Jiang Cheng moan, because he wants it so much. He can daydream about how it would feel, to lie back in a bed or be shoved over it, to open his legs wide and welcome his brother into his arms. To feel a decadent stretch as the cock is pushed into him, filling him and giving him what he wants, what he needs. Wei Wuxian would do it, too, would fuck him so well, so sweetly that he wouldn’t be able to think.
He’s captivated by the thought of it. Having his neck marked with bites and kisses, thighs littered with the prick of nails as hands dig into him, cunt clenching around nothing as he desperately tries to keep the come inside of himself. Would Wei Wuxian touch him again after, push the come back in? Would he whisper about making a new heir for the sect, a sweet cousin twice over for their dear a-Ling? A baby of Jiang Cheng’s own?
The simple idea of it is what shoves him over the edge, has him coming, burning with it. The idea of having Wei Wuxian fuck him time and time again, filling him until he’s leaking, sleeping beside him with his cock still inside to keep him satisfied… Would he stay if Jiang Cheng promised him it? Would he come back if he allowed free use of his cunt, whenever desired? After a night hunt, early in the morning, when asleep, his body a tool to keep his brother pleased?
He comes, the intensity of it making his tears come back, tight as he squeezes around those searching fingers. His own hands grab at Wei Wuxian, one at his chest, the other at his cock, feeling it out and trying to guess how big it is, how well suited it’d be to fucking his needy cunt.
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He’s captivated by the thought of it. Having his neck marked with bites and kisses, thighs littered with the prick of nails as hands dig into him, cunt clenching around nothing as he desperately tries to keep the come inside of himself. Would Wei Wuxian touch him again after, push the come back in? Would he whisper about making a new heir for the sect, a sweet cousin twice over for their dear a-Ling? A baby of Jiang Cheng’s own?
The simple idea of it is what shoves him over the edge, has him coming, burning with it. The idea of having Wei Wuxian fuck him time and time again, filling him until he’s leaking, sleeping beside him with his cock still inside to keep him satisfied… Would he stay if Jiang Cheng promised him it? Would he come back if he allowed free use of his cunt, whenever desired? After a night hunt, early in the morning, when asleep, his body a tool to keep his brother pleased?
He comes, the intensity of it making his tears come back, tight as he squeezes around those searching fingers. His own hands grab at Wei Wuxian, one at his chest, the other at his cock, feeling it out and trying to guess how big it is, how well suited it’d be to fucking his needy cunt.
Jiang Cheng has never felt so depraved. ]
Wei Wuxian… Please.