[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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[air_head]

He likes the weight in his hand. He likes how it fills out in his grip and he likes not having to answer to common sense. Shi Qingxuan giggles at the feather kisses, the saliva cooling rapidly on his skin, the ticklish hair of the young man's fringe on his chin. He shrugs out of his under robes the best he could without disturbing the grip on Xue Yang.]

Sure. You could leave bites and bruises. Show me what your mouth can do.

[His fingers wrap around in earnest, a thumb moving in circular motion along the head, digging its pad into its slit before rotating down once more.]

[noneforyou]

[ The touch gets a full-body shiver from Xue Yang. Then he gives a soft chuckle and lets his teeth graze along skin for a moment.

He knows how to do this, in theory.

Xue Yang bites, with perhaps a bit too much teeth even though he thinks he's being gentle. And he knows to suck, so that's what he follows with.

Then he moves where his mouth is and does it again. ]

[air_head]

[It's a good sort of pain, not unlike the tingling of his scalp when his hair pulled and the soreness in his muscles after an intensive bout of flying. Shi Qingxuan's hand tenses in response, his grip a touch too tight before he catches himself.

With a hand firmly on the small of Xue Yang's back, he spreads the moisture from the tip along the length, then starting to stroke in earnest. The wet sound elicits a giggle broken only by a gasp once Xue Yang's teeth dig too hard. That's going to bruise.]

Didn't think your teeth would be that sharp...

[noneforyou]

[ Even when it's a little too tight, the pain sends a thrilling rush of heat through Xue Yang's body. He continues sucking and biting, littering the side of Shi Qingxuan's neck with marks as the warmth of being jerked off washes through him in waves. ]

You didn't notice from my smile?

[ He lets his teeth graze over Shi Qingxuan's skin, letting his prominent canines feel even more obvious for a bit while he pretends to contemplate where he's going to bite next. He settles on a spot just beneath his ear, nibbles a little, then bites again. ]

[air_head]

Maybe it wasn't your smile I was looking at.

[And their kisses has been full of tongue from the get go, not that Shi Qingxuan minded. The next bite hurts, and he can't help but whimper audibly, shuddering for the first time in Xue Yang's arms.

It lasts a moment, his veins prodding with the same discomfort in his crotch as he reaches blindly down with a damp hand. Slim fingers pressing both of their erections together, they then move with resoluteness, slicked and firm and intent in pushing his luck.]

[noneforyou]

[ It gets a gasp out of Xue Yang. He's drunk enough that the additional sensations distract him from what he was doing for several moments, and he instead gives soft murmured moans against Shi Qingxuan's neck. He finally collects himself after a few long seconds, and when he starts nibbling again, it's with similar roughness to the bite from before.

It's meant to be a reward, or perhaps encouragement. ]

[air_head]

[Five minutes ago, Shi Qingxuan would have protested and pulled away. But now, the pain only enhances the spike of pleasure coiling in his guts. He's more vocal than his guest, little moans puffing out in the cool air, puffing in small clouds between them before dissipating against Xue Yang's skin.

He now wishes he'd shed his inner robe, as well, as it clung to the cold perspiration on is back.

His strokes speed up, as if to distract him from the little pinpricks of pain every once in a while, blossoming in dark bruises. He's going to be a sigh, and for once there won't be anyone to hide them from.]

I don't even know your name. [He points out carelessly, a hint of amusing breathless in his voice.]

[noneforyou]

[ This is the first time someone else has touched him directly to please him, and Xue Yang is finding that he likes it a lot. His hips jerk unsteadily into the strokes, encouraging friction where the two of them are pressed together in Shi Qingxuan's grip. ]

Does it matter?

[ But he only pauses long enough to bite and thrust a couple more times before he continues anyway. ]

Xue Yang.

[ Since he doesn't care either way, he might as well. ]

[air_head]

[She Qingxuan swallows a giggle at the enthusiasm, before leaning forward on his knees to steady the two of them. Hand clamping on Xue Yang's waist, he anchors his movements, weight dropping on his legs and strokes steady with need burning through him.

He's languid in everything but this.]

Sounds nice when you say it into my neck.

[He's normally loud, much louder than this, but as assertive as Shi Qinxuan can be, he's never been much for dirty talk.]

If you bite me any harder, I'm going to spill all over you.

[noneforyou]

[ The grip is unexpectedly strong, and Xue Yang finds himself surprised when he can't thrust up any more. ]

Fuck...

[ It's murmured in some cross between arousal and frustration. ]

That a warning or an invitation?

[ He keeps his teeth close to the skin either way. ]

[air_head]

It's a promise.

[His hand travels up once more, arm fully draped around his shoulders and neck bared with little reservations. This time, Shi Qingxuan moves in earnest, fingers steady and coaxing in a manner of someone used to stealthy, short trysts. His breath hitches against Xue Yang's skin, hips stuttering and knees shaking over his lap. It's good. The little fuss the young man makes and his quiet, dark demeanor is good. Thinking about it is almost enough to send Shi Qingxuan over the edge on its own.]

[noneforyou]

[ Xue Yang takes his own shuddering breath. ]

You can bite too if you want.

[ That's all he says before he presses his lips into Shi Qingxuan's skin. It doesn't take long before those skilled fingers work him all the way up, and he bites Shi Qingxuan with a low snarl, at the same moment going tense and hitting his orgasm. He can't move much within that grip butu he tries anyway, jerking against Shi Qingxuan's hold as he spills out onto his hand. ]

[air_head]

Ah, can I now?

[His laughter is breathless as he answers, and he chokes on it once teeth dig in once more. Every muscle in Shi Qingxuan's body tense at the sharp pain. It kicks off his own climax, chasing the aftershock of Xue Yang's. Very absently, he hopes the young man doesn't mind making a mess of his clothes.

Once some of the blood stops thudding in his ears, vision swimming less, Shi Qingxuan leans close enough to capture Xue Yang's bottom lip between his teeth, nipping on it playfully in a biting kiss.]

[noneforyou]

[ The mess is one of the last things on Xue Yang's mind. The haze of his afterglow makes him even more mellow with drink, and he opens his lips to press back and into the bite. ]

Hey... If you like getting bit, we should do this again sometime.

[ He kisses for a little while longer, bites Shi Qingxuan's lip in return, and then laughs softly. ]

[air_head]

Getting bit isn't the only thing I like.

[He allows the kiss, licks the remnant of wine from the stem of Xue Yang's tongue to the seams of his lips. He doesn't need more than the dim light to tell his own lips must be blood red by now.]

Stay the night, alright? Or at least the rain lets up. There's plenty of space here.

[He shifts away long enough to wrap his inner robe loosely about him in a semblance of decency, hair and fabric matted to his skin in the humid air, palms wiped on the back of his robes, discreetly. This place will only do for a few days more. Afterward, Shi Qingxuan will have to face the inevitable and see about more stable lodgings.]

[noneforyou]

[ Xue Yang watches Shi Qingxuan, a loose smile on his face. His eyes travel over the skin of his neck, the marks easily standing out in contrast even in the low light. ]

Sure. I'll stay. And I'll come back sometime later, too. You can tell me about some of the other things you like.

[ He stretches, yawns, and then settles back in to lean slightly against Shi Qingxuan, keeping warm contact between them now that there's no warm arousal to offset the cool dampness from rain and sweat. ]

Is there a bed around here?

[air_head]

[Oh, a cuddler. Shi Qingxuan is pleasantly surprised, not the sort to stick around despite his best efforts, or have others do the same. It's almost like keeping a cat, if he's ever had the experience of being around one for an extended period of time.

This is what he imagines it feels like.]

No bed. Just my lap. [he says lightly. Then again, he's a long way from making this place habitable, let alone anything near the splendor of his actual palance.]

[noneforyou]

Good. Then I don't have to move.

[ Xue Yang has spent plenty of nights sleeping outside on the ground, so inside on a floor suits him just fine.

And since a lap was offered, without any further hesitation, he shifts so he can lie down and rest his head and most of his upper torso on Shi Qingxuan's lap.

If the offer wasn't serious, he can still be shoved off pretty easily. ]

[air_head]

[Well. This is just delightful to someone still on the high of of pleasure, and more importantly, to someone in perpetual fear of loneliness that unwisely weighs that of strangers.

Besides, he knew the young man's name. They're not quite strangers now, are they?

Shi Qingxuan can manage to sleep upright, more or less, under normal circumstances. The extra weight isn't deterring him, at first. His head lolls back against the beam eventually, the steady pattering of the rain outside drawing him into irresistible drowsiness.]