jikan_rpg | May | Event: Looking for Love

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May | Event: Looking for Love

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The month of love is in full swing! But there are some who are probably wondering: why is May the month of love, and why only in the West? Over in Tokyo, no such celebrations are being made, and even the Hanyo of Shitaya aren't gunning up for any major festivals of any sort, despite most of them having come from the West. But it's not because it's a new holiday. Rather, it's simply a Yokai specific one.

Because traditionally, May is the period where a Yokai's sex drive is the strongest. And while for most, this simply manifests as a desire for deep, emotional connections, for others, it's a month-long orgyfest.

Perhaps this doesn't sound too relevant to the non-Yokai refugees. But as the refugees have been quick to learn, there's still more to their Kizuna bond with Nippon than they've experienced so far.

The Season of Sex

Towards the middle of the month, refugees are sure to notice a change in the way the Yokai are behaving, particularly the group known as the "beast Yokai", which includes Kitsune, Bakeneko, and Inu Yokai. As it turns out, these three are the only sentient Yokai who still occasionally undergo a heat-like event, with most of these falling around the month of May.

But what does this have to do with the refugees? As many of them will quickly find out: they also will experience a heat-like state through the rest of the month. Upon contacting the scientists, they unfortunately won't have an explanation. But a working theory seems to suggest that because the Yokai were the indigenous people of Nippon, bonding with Nippon may have caused the refugees to become part Yokai in a way that differs from the native Hanyo. This is why they're able to use magic, and why many of them grow Yokai body parts when experiencing high levels of Kizuna.

"Oh, don't worry your pretty little heads! Most of us don't even notice when it happens. It's just something embarrassing they teach in schools. But we'll explain it all, just in case. We've never seen anything like you before... anything is possible!"

As the Yokai researchers explain, heats have become less common in the modern era, so it's entirely possible that some refugees won't experience anything at all. Feel free to use this to opt out of anything that makes you uncomfortable!

You All Know What This Event Is About Maryouku University, Kyoto
When a Yokai goes into heat, they tend to adopt one of three characteristics, known collectively as KSJ. Although most Yokai will always lean more heavily towards one in particular, some may experience all three throughout their heat:

Daikoh (大攻) causes Yokai to develop unusually dominant and possessive tendencies. While some may search for a single partner to keep to themself, others may try to gather as many partners as possible. Even passive and friendly Yokai may become inclined towards violence or unusual roughness, including marking their partners. Some may experience an inexplicable desire for passionate romance, while others may feel a desire to breed.

Daishoku (大食) causes Yokai to give off a magic aura that may trigger a heat in those around them. These Yokai are insatiable, seeking endless pleasure from anything and everything they can find, be it food, entertainment, or sex. It's not uncommon for them to have one thing in particular they become fixated on, though others may simply desire everything. They may even find it hard to sleep without some kind of stimulation to calm them down.

Daijuu (大受) causes Yokai to develop unusually submissive and needy tendencies. They crave physical affection to such a powerful degree that going without it may even become painful. It's not uncommon for these Yokai to only feel comfortable when wrapped up in a nest of blankets to simulate being wrapped in the arms of a lover. They may feel a strong desire to be cared for by another, or even impregnated by a mate, regardless of gender.

Obviously any of these would be pretty inconvenient, but perhaps the worst part is they can strike at any time. One might simply wake up in heat, while another may find themselves suddenly overwhelmed upon seeing a familiar face. And the truly unfortunate may find it happening in public, or even on a long train ride.

While most heats tend to be very mild, often to the point where one might not even realize they're going through one, some Yokai have the misfortune of going through an extreme heat. Here, the effects of KSJ becomes far more pronounced, even to the point of appearing to have a complete personality shift. Daishoku Yokai may fuck until they pass out, Daikoh Yokai may peruse individuals they would never otherwise be interested in, and Daijuu Yokai have been known to crawl into the beds of strangers to satisfy their need to be held. Heats can be as brief as a few hours, or as long as a few weeks, with varying levels of severity throughout. While most only occur once a year, you're free to utilize heats as a Severe Kizuna Effects at any time!

With a Bang! Naniwa, Osaka
On the 25th, all refugees will be extended an invitation to an exclusive party being thrown by the Emperor himself in the city of Osaka. Taking place at one of his private villas in the former Naniwa Palace, refugees will be met with an extravagant affair in an older retrofitted castle, filled with Humans and Yokai alike. During the day, there's no shortage of entertainment, along with free food and drinks to go around, and a large outdoor garden to relax in. But at night, the mood of the party shifts dramatically. After a full day of pheromones tickling their senses, and no shortage of uki to go around, it was time for the main event: an orgy to celebrate the season of love.

The main room of the villa itself is designed with an array of sliding doors that can become walls to quickly close off corners for an illusion of privacy, as well as private and secret rooms for those who desire it. In the upper floors, rooms filled with all sorts of enchanted toys and costumes can be found, in addition to a small outdoor bathing area. And in the basement, there's what can only be called a sex dungeon, filled with all sorts of restraints and gear for whatever one's heart desires.

Any guests who stick around for the orgy will be asked to select from a number of colorful kanzashi they'll pin into their hair to convey what they're looking for:

Pink: Platonic, non-sexual physical affection only.
Red: Bondage, restraints, and sadomasochism.
Yellow: Open to kink negotiation or discussion.
Orange: Toys, magic or supernatural powers during sex, transformations.
Green: Costumes and sexual role play.
Blue: Powerplay, light blue for submissive, dark blue for dominant.
Purple: Public use, anonymous sex, exhibitionism.
Gold: Open to anything and everything.
Silver: No physical contact, watching only.

Outside of the Purple and Gold ribbons, all kanzashi are imbued with a spell that will sound a loud alarm if they person wearing it is touched in a manner they didn't consent to, upon which the one who activated it may find themselves thrown into the cold waters of the pond in the garden out front. Refugees are free to take as few or as many kanzashi as they desire, or swap them out as the evening grows long.

An Eclectic City

While everyone is dealing with the season in their own way, those hoping to explore the West even more may find themselves drawn towards the city of Osaka. Similar to Kanto's Yokohama, Osaka is a major port city that happens to be famous for its eclectic mix of peoples and culture. Here in Osaka, Humans and Yokai live in a blended society, making it an easy place for most refugees to explore without standing out too much.

Not that they'd be able to do so regardless, as Osaka is also known to be one of the most unique cities in Nippon, with colorful buildings and eccentric displays giving off a strong sense of Osaka's unique blend of cultures.

Magical Shopping Arcade Shinsaibashi Dotonbori, Osaka
Located in the heart of downtown Osaka is the shopping arcade Shinsaibashi, located in Dotobori. Comprised of a long strip of shops and restaurants nestled in an alley between buildings, this well-lit shopping arcade is among the busiest in Nippon, with visitors walking shoulder to shoulder along a sea of people. But it's definitely worth it, for all the unique shops one can find!

One such shop may be of interest to the refugees tired of fundoshi: a lingerie shop selling curiously modern underwear. Supposedly the work on a single woman's desire for the perfect undergarment, they were developed over the course of nearly eight consecutive time loops. While some natives seem a bit scandalized, the shop itself is pretty popular. Better shop while you can! And yes, they'll let you try the lingerie on. They might even insist!

Elsewhere, refugees looking for a bite to eat may stumble across a certain yakiniku restaurant. Offering both all you can eat and all you can drink for an additional fee, this place lets customers grill their own meat and vegetables on a small cooker in the center of the table. But while most of the fair is pretty normal, there are few more suspicious offerings on the menu, including a very expensive option simply labeled "meat". For some reason, they'll refuse to serve this dish to human customers. But everything else is pretty good! Just-- don't order the dodongo steak. You'll be chewing it for over an hour.

But by far, one of the best sights to see in Shinsaibashi is the Ebisu bridge. Straddling the Dotonbori Canal, this bridge is a popular pick-up spot for dates, especially given the sheer number of famous restaurants and theaters surrounding it. Take in the sights of the neon lights reflecting off the water, then enjoy a nice dinner date with your sweetie!

Looking For Trouble Shinsaibashi, Osaka
While Osakans are typically known for their laid-back attitudes, Osaka still isn't without its rougher areas. While the Port Market in Yokohama may have monopoly on organized crime in the East, over in the West, dozens of powerful Yakuza families reign over the city's underworld. One such group, a relatively new gang that sprang up after the time loop ended, has been causing no small amount of trouble in the usually peaceful streets of Osaka, starting turf wars in broad daylight, and even an incident where an entire train filled with passengers was held hostage.

In the hopes of putting a stop to their games before anyone else gets killed, the local Samurai guards have put out bulletins with wanted posters for the known gang members. Bounties are listed for each, ranging from a few thousand to tens of thousands of yen per person. A handful are promising up to a million yen for their capture!

But there's a catch, of course. Members must be brought in alive and relatively unharmed. And while this may not seem like too tall an order for many of the refugees, the reason these gang members are so dangerous is because of their magic. Known as Puppeteers, a single one of these Yokai can take control of an entire crowd, manipulating their bodies like puppets on strings. Friends become foe against their will, with even their abilities completely under the Puppeteers control.

Taking even one of them on will be difficult. But with bounty like that, for some, it just might be worth it.

Characters will only be able to catch one high-level bounty. Please be realistic with whether your character would be able to catch one of the million-yen Puppeteers. There are no limits on how many small bounty gang members they turn in, though keep in mind there are no more than fifty total.

The World of Tomorrow

No matter who the refugees ask, there's one place that every person in Osaka is sure to recommend they check out: Shinsekai. And it's no mystery why: the entire area is set up as though it were part of a theme park. And a curiously futuristic one! But there's a reason for that: unlike the rest of Nippon, the land that Shinsekai sits upon stopped experiencing time loops roughly twenty time loops ago. While the people who lived there were still affected by the loops, the land around them wand as the one place in the West where significant technological progress was allowed to be made.

Because of this, the locals eventually decided it would be easier if the land was simply separated from everything else, and as such it grew into its strange appearance it has today. While some locals consider the area to be a little creepy, or too much like the East given it's extensive use of magi-tech, for those looking for something a little different, they're sure to find it in Shinsekai!

Gacha Pet Naniwa, Osaka
One of the most notable things about Shinsekai is the overabundance of neon signs. As a result, the entire district lights up at night -- which is good, because many of the businesses are open late!

One of the focal points of Shinsekai is Tsutenkaku Tower, a large steel tower overlooking much of Osaka. For a small feel, guests can ride up on an elevator to the top of the tower, from which they'll be able to see the entirety of Osaka. On the top floor is a sight that many people from modern Japan may not have realized they missed: vending machines selling all sorts of things can be found at the top, as well as scattered throughout the district.

One machine brews a fresh cup of tea. Another pops some kernels of popcorn. And another, which seems to be the most popular, spits out one of a number of mysterious cocoons. Instructions indicate that you must keep the cocoon warm by holding it against your bare skin, and if you can hold it long enough, it'll hatch into a tiny creature. For most people, the moment it hatches, it'll fly away. But those who kept the cocoon warm by holding it against their chest will be rewarded with a new pet Luna Batmoth, a popular pet in the West.

There's plenty more than just that and some food, of course. But honestly, the less said about the mystery dildo vending machine, the better.

Mirror Image Naniwa, Osaka
Of course, while Shinsekai isn't technically a theme park, it looks enough like one that someone, at some point, thought it needed a few rides. There's a wooden roller coaster filled with signs warning you to ride at your own risk, due to cars veering off the track on certain turns. And also a spinning ride shaped like a giant Daruma!

But most people may find the Fun House to be of more interest. Despite its name, locals refer to it as a Haunted House, as much of the technology used to create the uncanny effects has seemingly been lost to time. The attraction opens with a maze filled with mirrors. Those who enter with a group will find one person in their group replaced by a mirror image of themselves. This mirror image will behave exactly the opposite of the one whose likeness they've captured. While typically the mirror image will disappear once everyone as left the maze, there have been reports of it following the group up until they've left the Fun House altogether, though no one knows exactly what it really is. Those who were replaced will seemingly be trapped wandering in the maze of mirrors until the copy leaves.

Past the mirrors is a long hallways filled with conveyor belts that push and pull those who try walking through it in different directions. Safety regulations are seemingly nonexistent here, so it's no wonder this section is sometimes called the Black and Blue Corridor. But those who make it beyond that are rewarded with a Hall of Mirrors. Unlike the maze earlier, these mirrors contain a strange type of spell that the present owners have yet to replicate.

Those who look into the mirror will see an image of themself from the future. Whether this be a distant future, their future back home, or something more immediate like what they'll be wearing in a few days is seemingly random. While there's been no attempt to try and prove whether these are accurate predictions, it's sure to be a little spooky.

OOC Notes
Welcome to Jikan's May event! Please direct any questions to the Question Thread in the OOC Plotting post.

• As with all Kizuna effects, you are free to opt out of any of the KSJ effects as well, or simply utilize the ones you are interested in. A Daijuu yokai could simply desire being held, with no sexual or breeding-related connotations, for example.

• Players are welcome to handwave their character sleeping with the Emperor himself at the orgy, but don't expect him to remember their name the next day.

• Should your character kill one of the wanted gang members, they'll need to hide their crime, much like they would if they committed murder, even in self-defense. They may also need to worry about being targeted by that gang in the future whenever they visit Osaka. Simply turning one in to the Samurai guards will not result in this.

• As the mirror copy takes the place of the other character, they cannot exist in the same place at once. The copy will not leave the fun house, and character will have no memory of what the copy did while they were gone, other than being very lost in the mirror maze. Whether the real character appears in the copy's reflection is up to you!

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Upstairs it is. Kexing follows without a word, curious to see what the upper levels of the party have to offer.

"What catches your eye, A-Xu?"

Some of the rooms are particularly colorful with items that leave Zishu blinking in bemusement. But he's curious, too, so doesn't shy from approaching to examine some of the toys. With the promise his soulmate had made him in mind, he debates which ones he might like to try. But ends up shaking his head and leading the way on to other rooms.

"Nothing up here that I am interested in trying tonight."

So back down the stairs he goes, only partially to see just how patient and serious his beloved is in letting him have his way without complaint. Oh no, neither of them will leave unsatisfied. He doesn't stop at the main level this time, continuing on down to what seems to be lovingly referred to as the dungeons, though he gives that sign a look.

It's because Kexing is with him that he takes the chance it really is meant for pleasure. And reaching the bottom of those stairs, he's not disappointed. Finding one of the barely secluded parts of the lavish room, he glances over his shoulder at his soulmate, one hand resting against mirror that stands beside a table with a few innocent-looking toys.

"I am still learning, Lao Wen, but do you think we could make good use of these?"

Oh, Kexing is very serious. He follows Zishu through the party without making any commentary on whatever Zishu pauses to look at or examine. The dungeon piques his interest once they're down there, with all its gadgets and toys.

He sweeps his gaze over the table of toys, a brow arching. He's curious what Zishu has planned; which one of them will be using the toys and which will they be used on. The mirror, though, that earns a sly grin from Kexing.

"I think we could."

That grin makes him laugh and reach out to lightly smack the other's chest before resting his hand over the abused area and steps close. He tilts his head a little, mischief brightening his expression.

"Are you strong enough to take me in front of this mirror? I think you would know the best way to make use of it."

"Are you strong enough?"

Normally the question would be cheeky, but this time he's sincerely inquiring. Zishu is still recovering, after all.

It's the concern that has his expression soften, but he knows what he wants. "So we use the table. You can tie me down if you want to make sure I don't move too much." Only Kexing will get that offer.

A brow creeps up and then a flirtatious grin spreads over his face. Kexing isn't going to question it. If Zishu wants to be taken in front of the mirror, if that's the thing he desires when Kexing offered him anything.

"Alright," he states with a decisive nod. "Would you rather stand and bend over the table or kneel on it?"

If his Kexing wants him to be bossy...then so be it. He can, and will, give orders. Zishu studies the positioning of mirror and table, fingertip tapping thoughtfully on sturdy wood - but how sturdy? He wants to find out, though he doubts they'll be quite as energetic as breaking a table would require tonight.

"Kneel. It feels sturdy enough. The rope over there looks perfect too." He gestures with his chin to a thick length of rope hanging a few feet away, beside various chains and padded manacles. "I'll even let you take my robes off tonight." Rather than the mostly playful resistance, especially where keeping his chest covered is concerned.

Well, well, Zishu is certainly in a mood tonight. Kexing grows more andmore giddy with each suggestion he makes. He follows his beloved’s gaze to the rope, a thrill running through him at the mere thought of binding Zishu. He makes his way over to where the implements are hanging and he drapes the heavy length of rope over his shoulder.

When he returns to his lover’s side, Kexing steps in close and claims Zishu’s lips in a hungry kiss. The daishoku heat leaves him feeling like he simply can’t get enough of his partner (whoever it may be). While his tongue explores the familiar terrain of Zishu’s mouth, his deft hands begin to seek out the hidden ties and fastens that keep Zishu’s robes closed. But he doesn’t rush, despite his eagerness. No, he unwraps the man like a gift, his eyes trailing over each centimeter of exposed skin until Zishu is bare before him.

He's inspired. Zishu feels the heat flare hotter the longer his lover makes him wait, but forces himself to remain patient. It'll be worth the wait. He draws in a steady breath, watching Kexing move can be maddening when anticipation and desire thrum through his body.

And lets his breath be stolen the next moment as his soulmate returns to his side with that demanding kiss. His lips part willingly, eager to be claimed, and he rests his hands on his soulmate's chest as familiar hands tug at ties and fastenings. Revealing his body to this man's hungry gaze, making a shiver run through him again. Fanning desire hotter in the pit of his stomach (and lower) and his arousal cannot be feigned.

For once, he does nothing to try and keep even his chest covered. That...doesn't feel necessary tonight. Even when they could be interrupted.

Kexing savors every second of the unveiling. Zishu is self-conscious about his body, especially the scars that mar his skin. But his soulmate sees nothing but beauty. Of all the beauties he's collected, none compare to his Zhou Zishu. And tonight Kexing will show him exactly how exquisite he is.

Once Zishu's robes are pooled around his feed, Kexing guides him toward the table. It seems sturdy enough for the two of them, and he doesn't plan to get too rough given Zishu's wounded state. He waits for Zishu to settle himself on the table before moving around behind him to begin the process of binding his arms behind his back. It takes a while as he forms specific patterns with the knots and loops of the rope.

Once done, Kexing makes one final walk around the table, picking up a bottle of lubricant which they'll surely need. He sets it on the table beside his lover, then carelessly disrobes, leaving his clothes in a pile beside Zishu's. He's pale and ethereal in the dim light of the dungeon, skin flawless and flushes with arousal. He's already hard when he climbs on the table behind Zishu, pressing against him as Kexing wraps an arm around Zishu's waist.

"Are you ready?"

He has new scars, too, to add to those already on his chest and back. Fresh, mostly healed (only shiny and pink). Xingchen's help has sped that process along nicely. But it's thanks to Kexing's heated gaze, and likely the odd feel in the air, that he's willing to stay relaxed and not fight his soulmate, for once, for who tops the other.

Zishu keeps his gaze on his soulmate, letting himself be guided and sits on the table. Then Kexing takes his time even more! But feeling what his beloved is doing with the rope makes him chuckle, head tilting down as he feels his arms be bound at his back. Intricate. Likely beautiful to see, knowing his Kexing.

The sound of cloth slipping down to pool at the floor has him glance up into the mirror, and the sight catches at his breath. It brings a faint flush to his skin as well as he admires his beloved's stunning body. Feeling that strong body press against his has him smile and lean back, gaze lifting to meet Kexing's in the mirror.

"Yes, my Lao Wen."

Miraculous that the life he's led left no scars on his body. His skin is flawless is over lithe muscle, the obvious frame of a martial artist. Kexing waits a beat, letting Zishu admire his figure in the mirror, before moving to join him on the table. Long, dark hair spills over his shoulders in sharp contrast to his pale skin. Ah, but his dark eyes meet Zishu's reflected gaze with an intense hunger he doesn't bother trying to disguise. Why should he in front of his soulmate?

Kexing takes up the vial of oil he places and the table and pours a measure of it into his hand, coating his fingers. He sidles up behind his lover and dips his fingers between his buttocks, seeking out the man's entrance with teasing strokes. He rubs his slicked fingers against the tight ring of muscle until it relaxes about for him to dip two fingers inside.

Zishu's glad for it - Kexing has suffered far too much in his opinion. He openly admires his beloved, answering hunger meets Kexing's in the mirror. He doesn't shy from letting how his body responds to his beloved's manipulations, legs spread just enough to mostly balance. But it's his Kexing's hold that keeps him from faceplanting into the table - but he's not worried.

The teasing to his entrance has him squirm back, lips parting with a quiet sigh when those elegant fingers slip in, causing a pleasant little burn that only makes him harder.

One strong arm holds Zishu close while Kexing's free hand works him open. First with short, shallow thrusts of his fingers, then twisting and curling them. Despite his eagerness (evident in the erection pressed against Zishu's backside), Kexing takes him time, savoring the process of preparing his lover. It isn't often he lets Kexing penetrate him, so he has to make sure the experience is a pleasurable one.

After a few moments, he slips a third finger inside, working the digits in the same slow process. Thrusting, scissoring, twisting. After just a few more moments, he withdraws his fingers and retrieves the lubricant. This time when he pours it into his hand, he slicks it over his length, coating himself thoroughly before press the blunt head of his cock against Zishu's entrance. He hovers there, teasing, before he can't his hips slightly to breach the natural resistance of Zishu's body and sink inside.

It's not often that this is what he wants. But since it is, now, that ache that only Kexing can fill, Zishu doesn't demand for his beloved to hurry. He lets those fingers curling and twisting draw a gasp and shuddering breath as his body is played with. Teased open bit by bit. The third finger sliding in to join the fun has his vision glaze over a little, lips parting for a rough "Lao Wen..." And tightens his muscles around those fingers.

He's not left wanting for long - or at all! He watches through the haze of lust as his beloved pours more oil over his hand and how that slicked hand moves over his beloved's cock. The teasing has him laugh despite the fierce need and burning heat that flushes through him. The laugh is short lived when he feels that cock slid slowly in, drawing a long, quiet sigh, his eyes fluttering closed.

He moves slowly, sinking deeper into his lover with short, shallow thrusts. Kexing leans in, pressing himself against Zishu's bound arms. Once he's fully sheathed, he stills, giving Zishu a chance to adjust. It's maddening to be wrapped in the welcoming heat of his body but remain so still. Perhaps he's waiting for Zishu to whine or plead for something more.

With his slick hand no longer occupied, Kexing reached around to grip Zishu's cock, stroking it lazily even as he fights to remain still.

"Don't close your eyes," he utters with command. "I want you to watch."

Zishu leans back in answer, meeting each little thrust with a little gasp. Like this, he can feel his beloved's heartbeat deep inside, pulsing. He tightens his muscles around that hard length, holding it as he adjusts - driving them both a little mad to stay so still.

But no pleading. Only quiet, quick breaths. Until that slick hand slips around to stroke him, and that order sinks in. Zishu pries his eyes open with a ragged breath, forcing his hips to stay still even as his cock twitches happily at the strokes.

Playful challenge curls his lips. "Not much to watch...Lao Wen," he murmurs, voice still rough and low.

"Plenty to see," he bites back, his own voice breathless and low. The arm around Zishu's torso moves, adjusting to be crosswise across his body so Kexing's hand can grip his jaw. He bows his head to press a line of hot, wet kisses and a few gentle bits along the strained line of Zishu's shoulder. But he doesn't tear his gaze away from his lover's in their reflection.

"Look how beautiful you are," he murmurs. And then he moves, rocking his hips back and forth in long, slow thrusts. Each motion is deep, seeking out that sweet spot he knows will make Zishu see stars. The rhythm is lazy, but steady. Kexing often begins this way, but ends in a frenzy. For now, he simply savors that tight grip and the sweet friction it brings.

He grins at the retort. But is there any need to answer when those kisses and nips make him moan? Zishu arches back against his beloved, as much as that firm hand and arm allow. The murmur makes him shudder with those pointed thrusts - his Kexing knows just what angle to hit. Even with languid thrusts each nudge of that cock earns a little jerk as he sees those stars.

But he keeps his eyes open through force of will. Fixed on what his soulmate is doing to him. Steady enough to threaten to drive him out of his mind. Enough he has to blink the haze of pleasure and heat from eyes that threaten to close. "Mm. Lao Wen."

"Yes, A-Xu?" There's a lightness to his voice, a tease in his smile as he responds to his lover. It just wouldn't be the same if they didn't tease each other a little. He takes his time, going as slow as he can bear to wring out those little moans and sighs from his beloved's lips. He's patient enough and nowhere near a frantic state. Plus, it always feels amazing when Zishu lets him inside.

He laughs breathlessly at that light tone, tipping his head back briefly before refocusing on the mirror, on watching as his lover pulls back, then presses back in. Gentle slide of flesh that makes him pant for breath. They have too much fun teasing each other to stop.

If he hadn't given permission to be tied up, he'd hurry them along. As it is...he grins again and tightens his muscles around his soulmate's cock, drawing a moan from himself in the process. It's not that he doesn't enjoy this - that isn't why he rarely allows Kexing to claim him like this.

The battle is half the fun.

"Like what you see?"

Kexing rakes his intense gaze over Zishu's reflection, drinking in every centimeter of his body from his thighs up until he meets his lover's eyes. It's enough to pull a low groan from Kexing's throat. Zishu never fails to bring out Kexing's vocal side. Then again, he's just vocal in general, but especially so when he's having sex with his A-Xu.

"You're perfect," he breathes out as he presses a kiss to Zishu's shoulder.

That heated reaction has him shudder and swallow heavily, tongue flicking out to wet dry lips. He loves every sound he draws from his Kexing.

Zishu sighs under the kiss and smiles tenderly at his soulmate. So what if those simple words, that gaze, make his body ache even more, has him press back against his beloved.

"I am yours, my Lao Wen."

"Say it again," Kexing moans. There's some awkwardness to having Zishu's arms between them, but he loves the way it accentuates his shoulders and collar bones in the mirror. In spite of the difficulty, he reaches around to grip his soulmate's length in his hand, stroking in time with his quickening thrusts.

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