[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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[bitterfrost]

He'd been doing relatively well, freeing people from the vines or at least trying to, but the call had him eyeing Xue Yang as his footsteps slowed for a moment, studied him and then he kept walking.

Which didn't exactly do much good when Song Lan found himself trapped later, not even able to reach the thing on his wrist to see if he could get Xingchen to respond for help.

And struggling just made the vines tighten.

[noneforyou]

When Xue Yang first saw Song Lan walking by, he considered slipping free and going on the offensive. In the end he decided against it. As much as he wanted to run a sword through the man, it seemed like a better idea in the long run to keep the fact that he was faking a secret until he could use it appropriately.

The opportunity for it came without him even having to do anything himself, as he spotted Song Lan caught up in the vines himself later on. A wide grin spread across Xue Yang's face and he slowly approached, making sure not to get too close before he determined exactly how stuck Song Lan was.

"My, my. It seems our positions have swapped. What do you think, Daozhang Song? Should I keep walking and ignore you like you did to me?"

[bitterfrost]

Of course it was Xue Yang who found him like this and his face twists as he stares at the other man, his expression grim, at least until his movements have something pressing against him in a way he hadn't been planning for.

"I let you live." It would have been so easy to just run him through back then but it wouldn't have been fair.


"...What do you want, Xue Yang?"

[noneforyou]

"You did. Are you saying I should show you mercy?"

Xue Yang scoffs and moves closer, taking careful stock of the vines. It all seems like Song Lan has indeed been securely caught, though he's still aware of the chance of it being a trick like his own.

When he gets close enough, he reaches up and grabs the back of Song Lan's head, and pulls him down for a rough kiss. If he's not trapped yet and he doesn't pull his arms free, this movement is quite likely to have them tightening up around him. And if he is already trapped, this will probably tighten them that much more.

[bitterfrost]

"I don't expect you to do an-" The kiss silences him his lips parted when their mouths meet, and the vines tightening around him as he tries to pull his head back, not that he's actually able to do much more than that.

And bites at Xue Yang's lower lip hard enough to make him bleed. Petty maybe but he's completely tied up otherwise so limited options mean he has to do something.

[noneforyou]

Xue Yang makes a low noise in his throat and presses his lips harder against Song Lan's, as if trying to squeeze out more of his blood and get it into Song Lan's mouth. He can only imagine this disgusts a righteous cultivator like Song Lan even more than it disgusts Xue Yang, and that's what drives him on. If Song Lan wants Xue Yang to bleed for him, then bleed for him he will.

"Did you do this to him?" Xue Yang murmurs it with venom in his voice, pulling back for just a moment before sticking his tongue into Song Lan's mouth. He doesn't care if that gets bit too. After a little longer he grips Song Lan's hair tight, enough to pull, and separates them again. "Did you stick that tongue in his mouth? How disgusting did it taste to him, that tongue of yours that rotted years of his life?"

[bitterfrost]

"What I do with Xingchen is none of your business!" When he's able to form words, even if he's breathless from the kissing, from trying to struggle against the vines, freeing himself, his eyes blazing at Xue Yang ans he spits the blood out, spits the taste of Xue Yang out of his mouth before he continues.

"He's none of your business. He doesn't even want to see you so why are you so fixated on him?"

[noneforyou]

"And for a while you made that quite certain, didn't you? Those eyes of yours are his eyes, not yours. He went for years seeing neither me nor you nor anything, and it's all thanks to you."

He bites at Song Lan's lip himself, hard enough to possibly break the skin, then sucks it. Gently. Teasingly. Mockingly.

"What if I do all those things to you that you two haven't done? Daozhang Song, do you even know how to have sex with another man? If I do it to you, will you do it to him? Will you be able to do it without thinking of me?"

Xue Yang presses one hand to Song Lan's chest and then slides it lower, tracing a slow but obvious path in the direction of his crotch.

[bitterfrost]

"I didn't make him do that. You were the reason I was blind in the first place!" He snaps, expression darkening but the kiss and the contact have him breathing hard again, his body responding to it even if he doesn't want it to.

And the words, he can't ignore them because he knows they're true, even as something registers, distracting him for a moment. "...How do you know he was blind for years?" Song Lan trails off, his eyes narrowing as that hand slides lower, Song Lan trying to pull himself away, but failing.

"Don't touch me." It's harsh, his eyes narrowed even if he can't stop Xue Yang.

[noneforyou]

"How? How do you think? I haven't forgotten the look in your eyes right before the powder ruined them. Do you think I'd mistake these for the same eyes I'd destroyed? They're not yours. I heard the stories, and I heard them for years. I don't know how Daozhang Xiao Xingchen has eyes now, but they're exactly the same as the ones on your face. Where else could these have come from?!"

His hand jumps the last gap and suddenly presses against Song Lan, not overly rough but certainly not gentle as he starts to massage him through his robes.

CW: dubcon, violence, will add others if needed.

[bitterfrost]

"So what if you heard the stories. If you hadn't blinded me in the first place do you think he'd have chosen to do what he-" The words break off when the hand presses against him through his robes, Song Lan gasping in a startled breath, his eyes closing for a moment as a wave of want washes over him.

It shouldn't feel like this, not from him but and teeth sink into his lower lip to muffle the moan that wants to escape, the contact enough to have his hips bucking forward.

"Stop...touching me..." He bites each word out, choking down another moan.

[noneforyou]

"And if you hadn't said those things to him, would he still have done it?"

Xue Yang continues to knead as he speaks, leaning in so his face is inches from Song Lan's.

"You told him to go away forever and he tried to; now he's back and you want him to stay? So what did you send him away for? Did you only blame him so he'd feel guilty enough to give you his eyes? You didn't want him to go away at all, and yet you said all those things to him? Daozhang Song, you really are the worst sort of hypocrite."

He gives a deliberate grope to make sure Song Lan's attention is on what he's doing with his hand.

"You tell me to stop, but just feel what's happening down here. You don't want me to stop at all."

[bitterfrost]

"I don't have to explain anything to you" It's harsh, breathless, Song Lan barely managing to stifle the moan that wants to escape at that touch, his body reacting even if he's trying to make it stop.

"I don't...this place is the reason for that." Because he'd never react like this if they weren't already being affected somehow just by being here. It doesn't keep him from shuddering through.

[noneforyou]

Xue Yang manages to get his mouth high enough to give a teasing bite to one of Song Lan's earlobes.

"Tell yourself what you want. It won't change what I'm going to do to you."

He takes his hand away and starts to work on loosening Song Lan's belt.

"Daozhang Song, have you thought about how two men would fuck? ... Do you even know how a man and a woman fuck?"

[bitterfrost]

"Why would I?" It's out almost immediately, Song Lan trying to free his hands, movements accidentally activating his device, although he's not aware of it. But he's wondered, since arriving here, since he and Xingchen had fallen prey to the effects of this place.

"I don't..." Xue Yang removing his belt has him inhaling a breath. "Stop doing that!" It's sharper, even if the tugging at the vines only has them tightening around his arms.

[noneforyou]

"Not even with Daozhang Xiao Xingchen?" A wicked grin spreads across Xue Yang's face, and he lets the belt deliberately fall to the ground. "Then I'm doing you quite the favor, aren't I? You should be grateful. Maybe I'll even teach him for you, too."

Belt now out of the way, Xue Yang starts to untie Song Lan's inner robes, though he leaves his outer robe in place for now.

[bitterfrost]

"You're not doing anyone any favors by doing this, Xue Yang!" And if he could get his hands free, reach his sword, something, he'd end this now, but the vines aren't letting go.

"I'm going to kill you when I get out of here." For this and everything else he's done to earn it.

[noneforyou]

"Daozhang Song, language like that really doesn't suit you. If you wanted to kill me, you should have done it when you had the chance."

He spreads the folds of the robe open, revealing Song Lan's chest and pants. He places his fingers on that skin, then slowly drags them lower, until he reaches fabric hiding an obvious bulge. His gaze flicks up to Song Lan's face.

"Would I be the first person besides yourself to touch you here?"

[bitterfrost]

"Language like that is still better than you deserve." He chokes back another moan when that hand finds the bulge in his pants, his skin flushing red as he tries to edge his hips back, pull away from the warmth of Xue Yang's hand.

[noneforyou]

Xue Yang sneers, gives a single deliberate rub, then pulls his hand back. "Probably. But I wouldn't expect you to even have the language for that."

He moves behind Song Lan, easily crawling between the vines holding him in place without triggering them to reach for himself. Once Xue Yang is settled behind him, he presses himself against Song Lan's body, front to back, and takes a deliberate inhale.

"Now what do you think I'm going to do back here?"

[bitterfrost]

The fact Xue Yang is able to get behind him like that without even being snagged has him even more tense, his eyes closing as he forces out a breath.

"Xue Yang..." It's a harsh exhale, his fingers flexing as he tries to free himself again.

[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.