slicings | band au - morning after;

band au - morning after;

[ the previous night's concert had been excellent, it always is, but even still. the energy had been incredible, and the nights after a concert ends are always incredible for the three of them, all of them high on the feeling, on adrenaline and the cheers of the audience. they'd been up for half the night, lost in each others arms, drinking and celebrating and fucking like teenagers, laughing all the while.

morning dawns, and yingxing shifts beneath the blankets, grunting as he rolls onto his side. one half of the bed is cold, dan feng having already left for his morning routines with jingliu - no matter how late they stay up, or how much they drink, he's always diligent about waking early and seeing to his responsibilities. yingxing and jing yuan? less so. jing yuan would happily sleep the afternoon away, and yingxing, head pounding and exhausted, is too grouchy to be assed to do a single thing besides remaining in bed with his lovers. or lover, in this case, for the other half of the bed is still warm.

with a lazy grin, yingxing presses against jing yuan's naked back, one arm sliding around his middle, his chin hooking over jing yuan's shoulder. he hums, pressing a line of kisses up his throat, nuzzling behind his ear. ]

Still asleep?

[ he murmurs, soft and syrupy, knowing full well that jing yuan is, in fact, still asleep. at least he was, before yingxing began getting into his business. maybe he's waking up, now. his hand slides over jing yuan's abdomen, tracing planes of muscle, his teeth scraping the shell of his lover's ear. ]

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You have me.

[ his cock is already inside of him, spoiled brat cub, but if he needs more -

yingxing snaps his hips, driving his cock in deeper, straight to the hilt, groaning against jing yuan's skin as he feels his cock twitch, buried in that perfect slick warmth. nothing feels as good as being inside of his lovers, even in the midst of a groggy hangover, and yingxing is drunk on the feeling, his teeth pressing harder into jing yuan's shoulder. ]

I should fill your mouth up too, greedy cub. Making demands like that..

[ his free hand slides around, pressing two fingers into jing yuan's mouth just as he takes hold of his cock properly, stroking it hard from root to tip, getting him nice and hard while building his rhythm, fucking deep into jing yuan's hole like he was made to fit there. ]

[Having all his holes occupied is how he likes it. And with them missing their collected third Yingxing's fingers will have to do. Jing Yuan closes his eyes and sucks on the digits. His tongue runs along the calloused finger tips, worn from the strings of his instrument. He loves how they feel. In him. On him.

Jing Yuan moans as he's fucked into. A powerful thrust into his hole, loose from last night. There are still aches from last night and there is an echo of them in that first front. One that makes him keen around those fingers. Good... it's so good... He loves this.

Fucking all day. Playing his heart out with his friends and lovers. And then back to fucking. He never wants this to end or stop. He gives Yingxing's fingers another eager suck, rolling his hips along with the thrusts, easily lost in the pleasure that's filling him. His cock is already hard and leaking over the older man's hand, his insides squeezing around the penetrating length.]

Fuck -

[ he whispers harshly, teeth raking jing yuan's pulse, his breath rushing quick and fast as he fucks his lover, groaning with every exhale. he feels so good, tight and hot and still slick with their mess - if dan feng were here, surely he would chastise them both for not cleaning up first. but dan feng is, unfortunately, not here, so the boys will play as much as they like.

he can feel jing yuan's pre leaking over his knuckles, and yingxing gathers it with his fingers to make his strokes more slick, his thumb rubbing the flared tip while his fingers press against jing yuan's tongue, rubbing. that sweet mouth is so good for him. ]

You love to be filled up, don't you? To be my perfect little cocksleeve..

[ he whispers, skin slapping, the mess between them growing as each of his thrusts force spend out of jing yuan's hole and deeper in, at the same time. there's no finesse in this, only raw, needy fucking, the pleasure of having his cock squeezed easily overcoming his pounding headache. ]

[Those filthy words whispered in his ear. Being reduced to something like a cocksleeve. He groans around those fingers, saliva slipping past his lips and down Yingxing's hand. He loves it... He does. He loves being told how he's going to be bent over on stage on of these days. Obviously not, of course, but it's fun to fantasize and imagine. To whisper how he'll swallow down both their cocks in front of an audience of thousands.

Aeons... He feels so cock drunk. He's so crazy about his partners. His lovers... He doesn't want these days to end. It can't last forever, of course, but he wants to believe during moments like these.

Feeling cheeky and a little lost in the moment he drags his teeth along Yingxing's fingers, nipping at the calloused digits and knowing he'll lose them or have them stuffed further down his throat. Either would suit him just fine but this is only the first round so he sees Yingxing taking it easy on him this first romp.]

[ the scrape of jing yuan's teeth only excites him further, and yingxing snaps his hips, sinking his own teeth against jing yuan's shoulder, a fresh bruise blooming to the surface to join the many others left behind from their previous encounters.

it's so cute, and so incredibly arousing, how easily jing yuan gets cock drunk, always so quick to get lost in that hazy space between reality and dreams, where everything is soft, sweet pleasure and need. but yingxing wants more. this isn't enough. he wants to see that pretty face all twisted up in pleasure, wants to kiss his smart mouth and touch him everywhere.

so, without preamble, he pulls out of both holes with a grunt.

.. only to immediately begin to manhandle jing yuan, seizing him by the hip to push him onto his back, tossing back the sheets and bullying his way between those dewy thighs. ]

There's my good boy.. [ he whispers, hooking one strong arm beneath jing yuan's knee to spread him open again, while his opposite hand guides his cock right back where they both want it, pushing back into his body. ] Always so needy for me..

[When Yingxing pulls out of him he keens... well, whines, really. He makes an attempt to reach back again to guide his lover back into him. His fingers don't even get a chance to graze the other man's thick length before he's being manhandled.

A whimper escapes him but he loves it. He loves how Yingxing handles him. His legs are already spreading for him but not fast enough... The older man pushes his way between his legs, taking him in one confident push. He throws his head back, back arching off the bed at the sensation. Yes. Yes, it feels so good. Incredible in every way.]

Faster. Faster. [He begs out the words, fingers twisting into the messy sheets and blankets, hips rolling to meet the thrusts.] Please. Please, faster and harder.

[Needy indeed. And insatiable. Always when it comes to both his lovers. He can't get enough.]

[ jing yuan's petulant little whine when he pulls out is expected, which is all the more reason he pushes in hard once he returns, filling his young lover up to the brim and holding there, allowing jing yuan to feel every inch of him, hard and hot and aching, twitching inside of him. he's achingly hard now, big and heavy from root to tip, filling jing yuan's hole easily and perfectly. ]

Listen to you beg..

[ he whispers, hooking both arms now beneath both of jing yuan's knees, pushing them up and out to keep him well spread, giving yingxing the leverage he needs to brace his knees against the bed and fuck him properly, hard and fast and deep, just as he's begging for. only now he can see jing yuan's pretty face, all flushed with heat, his lips pink and swollen and wet with saliva, his eyes glazed and drunk. ]

My perfect little cockslut, always so eager to get fucked. Were you thinking about me on stage, last night?

[ yingxing leans over him, silver hair spilling over his shoulders to pool on jing yuan's chest and abdomen, skin slapping as he fucks him shamelessly, sweat slick on his skin, panting with effort. ]

Did you imagine me grinding against you while you played?

[The echoes of last night's romp thrum through his person. Each powerful thrust has his insides twitching and tightening around the thick cock currently penetrating him. The pleasure lights up every nerve inside him and the ability to think and think clearly fades away. The questions he's being asked are impossible to answer. He can only moan as his prostate is pleasured at the perfect angle. With his legs high over his head and his hole completely exposed, though currently filled and occupied at present.

His own cock slaps against his abdomen with each thrust, leaking at the tip and smearing along his pale skin, aching for touch. For Dan Feng's mouth or cool hand along his shaft. He enjoys the one on one moments he has with his two lovers. He loves all the attention on him and how they don't give him a moment to catch his breath. But it's still hard not to miss the third piece of their puzzle.

Dan Feng will be here soon enough and roll his eyes if he sees them rutting so soon after their previous romp. Maybe he'll sit and watch. Hold his hand while he's taken over the edge--

Jing Yuan's eyes refocus on his current lover that is currently overwhelming him. That demands his attention and pleasuring him so perfectly. And if Yingxing ever catches his mind wandering he'll hear no end to his grumblings. To appease the beast that his lover tends to be the younger reaches up and brushes his fingers through the long white strands.]

So pretty...

[That'll get him.]

[ jing yuan is, of course, correct - yingxing is a proud creature, he would not take well to his lover's mind wandering off in the middle of their intimacy, instead demanding all of jing yuan's attention.

which he has, for the moment, his lover moaning sweetly beneath him as yingxing fucks him deep, rutting against his prostate from the perfect vantage point. sweat is gathering on his skin, his hair wild, unpinned, his pupils blown wide in violet eyes as he watches jing yuan's face, seeing the glazed look in his eyes that means he's reaching that sweet semi-subspace. ]

Pretty, hmm?

[ yingxing chuckles, renewing his grip, snapping his hips forward to bury his cock deep and holding there, still. ]

Hardly as pretty as you, Ah Yuan.

[ he whispers, turning his head to press a kiss to that palm. one hand releases jing yuan's thigh so that he can instead get his fingers around his lover's neglected cock, stroking him deep from root to tip. ]

Are you going to come for me? Show me how good you look when you fall apart for me?

[He's weak to praise. Terribly weak to it. When both of his lovers are whispering such thing in his ears, or dirty nothings of what they're going to do to him... He can't help but fall apart. A sob escapes him as the pace gets faster, eyes welling with tears as he tries to hold back.

But he's so sore from last night, already loosened up and ready to release and release quickly at the slightest ask. He's not sure how much he has in him considering Yingxing and Dan Feng fucked him until he was coming dry just a handful of hours ago but--

That's all Yingxing has to say and he's coming. Jing Yuan's insides tightens and goes rigid, back arching off the bed and head thrown back in a whine like moan as his cock releases what little it had managed to collect in the brief reprieve from last nights fucking and now. It splatters on his stomach, still messy from before, almost clear. Barely anything at all but all he had to give.

Too much. Too sensitive. Yingxing is going to keep going until he comes too but he can't stop squirming despite the firm grip on his hips. Still, every powerful thrust into his abused prostate has him moaning and moaning loud, hands fisting into their sheets and tugging on them as the over stimulation has him writhing on their bed.]

[ yes, yingxing is going to keep going, because jing yuan looks so lovely when he's overstimulated and begging, when his eyes are bright with tears as he's fucked within an inch of his life. of the three of them, yingxing is the most merciless in bed, always pushing jing yuan as far as he possibly can, knowing full well how much he loves it.

so now yingxing focuses on his own pleasure, pounding deep into jing yuan's abused channel, groaning as his belly tightens up. ]

So good, baby, so good..

[ he whispers harshly, his hold on jing yuan's thighs tightening as he grows closer and closer to the edge, until at last he spills over, filling jing yuan with ropes of sticky hot cum. bliss crashes over his head, swallowing him up, and yingxing moans, deep and guttural, a shiver sweeping down his spine. aeons, it feels so damned good, he never tires of fucking jing yuan breathless. ]

Fuck -

[Fuck indeed. Jing Yuan feels delirious being fucked into their bed. His eyes roll in the back of his head as he's pounded in relentlessly. Even still, he takes everything he's given, trying not to tighten too much and make it difficult to be pounded so hard and fast. But when his lover is close it's obvious. He's so familiar with it at this point. With how he tightens his grip on his limbs and the sounds he makes...

God, he loves the way Yingxing moves inside him when he's close. When his fellow band mate finally comes the younger wraps his legs around the elder's hips forcing him to stay deep and remain inside even after he gives him everything.

Jing Yuan feels dazed, eyes fluttering as he feels his insides get recoated in fresh spend. What time is it? What day? What are they supposed to be doing today? He has no idea... What he wants is to curl back up and fall asleep with Yingxing until Dan Feng returns and do it all over.]

Want you--

[He has him, obviously. But that's the only thing he can think to say. All he wants. Well, that and sleep, of course.]

[ for all that they fucked each other stupid the previous night, yingxing still offers jing yuan a generous amount of spend, never seems to have a difficult time summoning it up, no matter how much he fills his lovers with. it's a gift.

but he's spent now, for the moment, at least.

with a low groan, yingxing folds down against jing yuan, settling his hips between his thighs and pressing to his chest, his face buried in jing yuan's throat, nuzzling into his wild hair. he hums, still slowly pumping his hips, allowing them both to chase every little sweet aftershock until there's nothing left to give. ]

Mm.. you have me.

[ he murmurs, pressing lazy kisses to jing yuan's throat, tasting his sweat. dan feng will return at any moment, surely, and shake his head at his two foolish lovers that couldn't even wait for him to return. ]

I'm here.

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