[OPEN] June Event: a little sweet fruit

[noneforyou]

● WHO: Xue Yang and open!
● WHAT: During a downpour and in the ensuing chaos
● WHEN: June Event
● WHERE: Where the trouble will be
● WARNINGS: Dubcon, violence, noncon in the thread with Jiang Cheng. Sexual content, sometimes with questionable amounts of consent. Character opt-out here.


1. a sound in my ear

[ Xue Yang actually spends several minutes outside when it first starts raining. He's not the sort of person to be particularly bothered by the weather, and he's half expecting it to pass fairly quickly anyway.

It does not, in fact, pass fairly quickly.

Several minutes, and then he's stepping into the nearest building. Xue Yang spends a moment looking back at the storm behind him before he turns to survey his new surroundings. ]


2. a taste on my tongue

[ (Particularly if you are canonblind, please check the information in my opt-out post before tagging this prompt, as this will likely involve some of the worst of Xue Yang's impulses.)

Xue Yang's unfortunate tendency to like sweet things has him eventually sampling, and then consuming entirely, one of the passionfruits. From that moment on, he's a man on a mission: to find someone. Who is that someone? He won't know until he finds them.

But then he does, spotting a figure not too far away. Immediately he heads over, moving much faster than one would normally expect, until he's in range to grab their arm. ]

You.


3. a touch on my skin

[ Xue Yang winds up spending a lot of time around the plants, but the tendrils are the ones that catch his eye the most. Earlier on, he messes up more than once when poking around them, only to find himself snagged and unable to easily pull himself free. But as the week goes on he starts to get a much better idea of how they react, to the point where he can even wrap himself up in them and not actually get trapped. Once he's got a better idea of how that goes, he'll start calling out to those who pass by, ]

Hey, come help a guy out, would you?

[ (Please specify whether you want him to be genuinely trapped or just faking!) ]


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[noneforyou]

"No idea, right? Why would a stuck-up cultivator like you know about this sort of thing?"

He slowly pulls up the back of Song Lan's robes, bunching all the fabric up behind his back in order to expose the back of his pants. Then Xue Yang starts deliberately pulling them down to expose the skin beneath.

Admittedly, Xue Yang has never fucked anyone before. But he's watched plenty enough to know how this should go, even if he has to adapt some things to fuck a man. Not like it should be too hard anyway.

[bitterfrost]

"...You..." It's harsh, Song Lan panting as he tries to pull away from Xue Yang's hands, even if it's ineffective and his pants coming down has him hissing out a breath.

Although his robes are at least still in place in front, a small mercy, but he lets his eyes close, tries to focus on anything else than the man behind him, the humiliation of his current position and the way his body's reacting to it.

"You're going to pay for this later."

[noneforyou]

"I feel like I've heard that from you before. Or maybe it was just from someone else like you, in a position where they couldn't do anything, making threats as if it would scare me. So many people like you make threats they don't follow through on. The moment you skip one, people won't take you seriously anymore; that's why I always follow through on mine. Because now I don't expect any of you to follow through on your threats, so why should I ever be afraid?

"If you want to make me pay for this, Daozhang Song, I'm almost curious what you'd do."

After all, Xue Yang isn't going to do this violently. There would be something satisfying about it, yes, but much more satisfying is taking it slow and making sure Song Lan enjoys it.

His hand closes around a fruit of the kind he discovered earlier (by stepping on it first, at least) and Xue Yang squeezes. It gives a disturbing yet satisfying squelch as its juices leak out and down Xue Yang's hand. Unlike every fruit he knew of back home, this one secretes not a sticky substance but a slick one, that takes much longer than expected to dry out. With everything else going on, it's not hard to guess what it's intended for.

He has no idea how this is going to feel for Song Lan, so Xue Yang starts small, and starts to poke a single wet finger into the man's vulnerable ass.

[bitterfrost]

He's tense, the words keeping his attention although the next time he opens his mouth, it's because of the sensation of that finger pushing into him, Song Lan's hissing out a breath as he tries to pull away from the intrusion.

But it's not painful, it's just alien, the pressure and slickness leaving him breathing a little harder, his head dropping forward slightly. "..Not that." He does manage the words, his fingers twitching, digging into his palms.

[noneforyou]

Does this actually feel good? Well, it probably does, if it's how cutsleeves have sex. If it hurt, they probably wouldn't bother, and would just suck each other off all the time.

He manages to slide the finger all the way in easily, the juice from the fruit doing exactly what he expected it to do. Providing the wetness that a woman has naturally but doesn't happen in the back, it means his finger can move in and out without any problem.

So he adds a second one.

"I'm going to make this feel good, Daozhang Song. And if you want to do this to anyone else, you'll have to remember me and what I'm doing. Any time you want to fuck a man, you'll think about this moment. Any time another man fucks you, you'll be comparing them to me."

[bitterfrost]

It shouldn't feel good, but he's panting, his hips moving restlessly, rocking back towards those fingers as Xue Yang works him open, his eyes closed as he tries to control his breathing, to swallow any sounds that might give Xue Yang the idea he's enjoying this.

And he almost succeeds until his vision goes white for a moment, a shocked cry escaping as he shudders and clenches around those fingers.

[noneforyou]

Xue Yang pauses for a moment. He can't immediately tell if that was good or bad. He's heard more than enough people having sex and killed more than enough people to know that sometimes the reaction to the two is very similar.

So he spends a couple of seconds moving his fingers differently, just in case it was pain, to keep Song Lan from dwelling on it. Then, experimentally, he slowly angles his fingers back into that position and moves them again, keeping a closer eye on Song Lan to see if he can gauge which reaction he's getting.

[bitterfrost]

It still sends pleasure rocketing through him, the moan that escapes this time louder than he'd like it to be, his hips rocking back into those fingers, seeking more of that.

[noneforyou]

Well now, that is obvious. The grin that spreads across his face is audible in his voice.

"Doesn't it feel good? How does it feel to have the same person who crushed your heart make you feel like this?"

Now that he's confident, Xue Yang gives a more deliberate press. He even pushes a third finger in in his confidence.

"Imagine, if you weren't such a stuck-up cultivator, maybe someone else would have taught you this first. All of you are so stuffy that you won't even think about these things, so it's up to someone like me to show you."

[bitterfrost]

"You didn't destroy my heart." It comes out more breathless than he'd like, another moan punctuating the words when those fingers hit that spot inside him again, Song Lan inhaling sharply afterwards.

"You don't know the first thing about me."

[noneforyou]

"I know how to handle your body." He makes sure to press that spot again just to prove his point. "I knew you'd lash out in anger. You couldn't get to me, so you attacked the closest target to you. Are you still acting as his friend, Daozhang Song? Do you wonder if he's afraid you'll turn on him again? What happens the next time you get mad and I'm nowhere to be found?"

He laughs and gives a deliberate twist of his fingers to make sure Song Lan really feels them inside of him.

"Not that any of that matters at this point. Because right now, it's just you and me here. And we're both going to enjoy this."

[bitterfrost]

"I'm not acting anything!" He snaps when the rush of pleasure fades, his body stilling slowly from the way it had jerked when Xue Yang hit that spot. "And what Xingchen and I do is none of your business!"

But oh, that twist of fingers has him biting back a moan, cursing himself because it feels too good with how this place has been messing with him.

[noneforyou]

Xue Yang begins moving those three fingers shallow and deep in earnest, slow for now as he starts to fuck Song Lan open on them. He feels himself getting harder as he imagines replacing them with his cock.

"You're handling this so well, Daozhang Song. Maybe you were meant to do this all along. I bet it will feel even better when I stick my dick in. Aren't you excited? Don't you want to feel that?"

[bitterfrost]

"No, I don't!" Because even if it feels good, even if he's rocking into it, it doesn't change who's doing it and his teeth dig into his lower lip to try and silence any sounds he makes.

[noneforyou]

"You sure? That's not what it feels like. Your body keeps swallowing my fingers. You're being really greedy. Feels like you want them to just stay inside you forever."

He presses deep in for a moment, then slowly pulls his fingers back out, letting Song Lan's body relax for a moment. But there's the sound of more clothes being shuffled, and then another squelch...

... And then slowly, a little bit at a time, Song Lan's body is being pushed open by something that is distinctly not Xue Yang's fingers.

[bitterfrost]

The loss of contact at least lets him breathe, trying to ignore the words even if they're winding their way into his brain, and then the sound of fabric moving, the squelch of what he assumes is a fruit and..

His head drops back, Song Lan trying to choke back the sound as he stretches around Xue Yang, his fingers flexing in the vines. He does manage a soft curse before Xue Yang's fully inside him though, even if it's a half gasped.

And it does feel good, damn his body for it's betrayal.

[noneforyou]

Xue Yang has to stretch a little but manages to press a kiss to Song Lan's neck as he settles himself inside.

"If I mark you here, he'll see it. What do you think?"

But Xue Yang doesn't, at least for the moment. Instead he reaches around and slowly runs fingers down Song Lan's front, from his collarbones down to rest just shy of his cock. With his hand resting there, Xue Yang slides half out, then in again.

"It's so easy. It's like your body was meant to be used by me like this, Daozhang Song."

[bitterfrost]

The lips on his neck have him inhaling sharply, trying to jerk away from the contact even as he shudders from that hand moving over his skin combined with the feeling of Xue Yang moving inside him.

"...It's not. You were the one who ..did that with your fingers..."

[noneforyou]

"Are you sure? You haven't had anyone else do it, have you? I wonder if any of them will fit as well as I do. It's like you're the perfect size for me."

He gives an exaggerated moan as he continues to slowly thrust, picking up a little bit of force.

"I wonder how long you can stand being fucked like this before you can't even think. Have you ever considered losing yourself during sex? Want to find out just how good it can be?"

[bitterfrost]

The first harder thrust has him making a choked sound, trying to stifle it but it's the words that pull him back to the moment, his expression twisting.

"I've never even..." He can't let himself do that, no matter how good it feels.

[noneforyou]

"You've never done a lot of things. I'm make sure you enjoy it."

He keeps slowly thrusting, shifting around slightly as he goes. He wants to get the best reactions out of Song Lan, and Xue Yang is willing to take his time to get them. After all, the worst thing he could do to Song Lan at this point is burn the feeling of himself into the man's body, so that he can even consider having sex again without remembering Xue Yang, remembering this.

[bitterfrost]

"Just because it feels like this, doesn't mean I'm enjoying it." He hisses the words before a thrust hits just right, leaving him shuddering and clenching around Xue Yang.

[noneforyou]

"It doesn't mean you're enjoying it now."

When Xue Yang feels that clench he gives a pleased hiss, shivering slightly in return. Without regard for whether it was a good or a bad clench he shifts so that he can continue thrusting at that angle, wanting to get more of that out of Song Lan.

That squeeze felt pretty damn good.

[bitterfrost]

"I'm not going to enjoy it because you're the one doing it." It's sharp and probably loses some of its intent when his head drops back, vision going white as Xue Yang's next thrust has him clenching harder, a moan falling from his lips.

[noneforyou]

"Then let's have you forget that."

Xue Yang pauses for a moment to coax out another vine, which he loosely wraps around Song Lan's neck.

"How long do you think you can stay still before this tightens? I bet you won't care who's fucking you after that happens."

And then he resumes thrusting, going quiet as he keeps an eye on Song Lan and that vine.