[ There is nothing better than the feeling of Jiang Cheng coming around his fingers, Wei Wuxian decides. Well, perhaps the feeling of him coming around his cock. But he feels it, the flush of juices as Jiang Cheng comes, spilling all over his hand and down his wrist, wetting him impossibly so. Wei Wuxian shudders near violently with how good it feels, and he hasn't even come himself. Just the sensation of it has him so hard he aches, leaking in his own underwear and wanting more. He feels Jiang Cheng's hand too, clenching at his cock, feeling him up, and it brings a sharp smile to his lips.
Of course, Wei Wuxian is well endowed. He is blessed in everything that he does, everything that he is, so why would he not have a big cock too? He wonders sometimes, if Mo Xuanyu's cock was as big as his is before he took over his body and changed his features to resemble his own. This body is a near replica of his old, after all, part and parcel from the sacrifice. Just, no scars to linger and remind him of old. It's something to think about.
Either way, it means he will be able to fuck his brother just as good as he needs it. And with the way he just came on his fingers, Wei Wuxian knows he needs it, bad. As Jiang Cheng lets tears slip from his eyes, Wei Wuxian presses in close to lick them from his face, tasting the salt on his tongue before he presses a kiss to Jiang Cheng's lips. ]
Okay. Jiang Cheng, okay. Don't worry, I'll take care of you.
[ And then he's pulling his hand out of Jiang Cheng's robes, the shiny slickness of it apparent as he pulls it free. There's no hiding just how much Jiang Cheng came on him, with how wet his hand is and he meets Jiang Cheng's eyes for a moment before, gaze still locked, he drags his tongue over his hand and sucks the fluids off the tip of his two fingers. ]
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Of course, Wei Wuxian is well endowed. He is blessed in everything that he does, everything that he is, so why would he not have a big cock too? He wonders sometimes, if Mo Xuanyu's cock was as big as his is before he took over his body and changed his features to resemble his own. This body is a near replica of his old, after all, part and parcel from the sacrifice. Just, no scars to linger and remind him of old. It's something to think about.
Either way, it means he will be able to fuck his brother just as good as he needs it. And with the way he just came on his fingers, Wei Wuxian knows he needs it, bad. As Jiang Cheng lets tears slip from his eyes, Wei Wuxian presses in close to lick them from his face, tasting the salt on his tongue before he presses a kiss to Jiang Cheng's lips. ]
Okay. Jiang Cheng, okay. Don't worry, I'll take care of you.
[ And then he's pulling his hand out of Jiang Cheng's robes, the shiny slickness of it apparent as he pulls it free. There's no hiding just how much Jiang Cheng came on him, with how wet his hand is and he meets Jiang Cheng's eyes for a moment before, gaze still locked, he drags his tongue over his hand and sucks the fluids off the tip of his two fingers. ]