jikan_rpg | Jiang Cheng's birthday month!

Who: Jiang Cheng and YOU
What: Catch All for November
When:No n-- november??
Where: All over. Home, Work, the park?
Warnings: TBA in thread subjects as needed.

[At the Jin Household]
His sister said soup and Cheng had all but run to go see her. He also wanted to show her that the magic of the land or the gods or whomever was in charge of the random gifts what he had received in time for his birthday: Zidian.

[Working at Sakuranbo]
Jiang Cheng is a server, not a performer. He brings drinks and food to the patrons and tries to avoid looking at the screens. His brother enjoys toying with him and making extra noise and motion just to embarrass him. He's a little grateful that the low lighting helps hide the perpetual flush on his cheeks. That is, until he sees his next table. Steeling himself, he strides forward, trying to keep professional as he introduces himself and questions about the order.

[Random park]
Who knew that learning how to ride a bicycle was going to be a bruising experience? Not him! Still cursing the little contraption out, Cheng finally gives into shedding his robes and keeping to the undershirt and pants so he doesn't get his clothing stuck in the spokes for the twentieth time. He sports a few scrapes here and there and has already cussed someone out for providing 'friendly advice.'

"If I wanted your opinion, I would have asked for it!"

[Wild Card]
Not limited to these things! If you want some random scene, let me know!

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Huaisang swallows at the words and he feels a flutter that he quickly pushes out of his mind. He reaches to pull the other closer to him, finding his lips to kiss him instead of saying anything in response.

He exhales as he leans back and feels the blunt pressure of the head of the other's cock against him. His body gives him, a gasp escaping him as the head of the cock breaches him. He's thrumming with anticipation, craving more.

"A-Cheng," he moans.

Hearing his name further solidifies that Cheng wasn't going to stop until they were both sweaty and sated. It's a couple of minutes before he's fully seated, pulse pounding in his head and eyes less focused when he pulls back and pushes in, the sound of pleasure low in his throat at the sensation.

Three more easy thrusts and he chooses to go faster and harder, the elation that he was with Huaisang again clouding his better judgment.

Huaisang gasps as the other pushes in again, holding the other tight. That's good. The other's cock fills him so perfectly fully. He rocks his hips to meet each thrust, not holding back his cries of pleasure as the other fucks him.

When the other's cock brushes against that sensitive spot he whimpers. "There, again," he demands.

Cheng breathes hard and clamps a hand on Huaisang's back, concentrating hard on maintaining the angle and continues to fuck him, enjoying the sounds the other made. His eyes were wide and blown, the pleasure hitting him in waves with every thrust into the willing body.

Huaisang cries out each time the other thrusts in at just the right angle, he tightens around him each time.

"So good, A-Cheng," he moans, so close to his pique of pleasure.

His teeth are clenched tight as he keeps going, the tightness so addictive. He just wants to do this forever and his breathing quickly becomes accented in grunts and groans and breathless murmurs of Huaisang's name on his lips.

Every sound is delicious and goes straight to Huaisang's cock, drawing him closer and closer. He arches into the other's thrusts, dragging his nails down Jiang Cheng's back.

He cries out the other's name when he's soon coming between their bodies as the other hits that spot just right again.

He curses softly when he feels Huaisang's climax hit him, managing a few more thrusts before he's emptying into the body beneath him. The groan from his lips is louder than he wanted to emit but there was no helping it. Huaisang always felt good to him. The best, even though he had no other reference.

Huaisang held close to him as he milks the other's orgasms from him, tightening around his cock muscles spasming as the pleasure rolls through him. He falls back, his body going a bit limp in the aftermath.

It's not long before Cheng follows after, heart pounding and breathless. He eventually makes it on his side, keeping Huaisang as close as possible as he waits for the world to right itself.

Huaisang nuzzles the other affectionately once he's settled beside him, both of them sweaty and messy.

"That was good."

He hums softly, winding an arm around the other. "Very good," he agrees, ready to sleep but the quiet din of the the public place starts to nudge the edges of his mind.

Huaisang stretches a little, making no move to start getting dressed again nor does he care about the knowledge that they're in public and that people very likely heard the noises that Jiang Cheng drew from him. He reaches for the wine and takes an indulgent drink.

He watches with a lazy eye, then pouts. "None for me? I thought we were sharing."

Huaisang laughs and he wipes his mouth before offering the other the wine.

The way he rolls his eyes at Huaisang is fond and he takes the wine for a decent drink. In the minutes that stretch by, he begins to come back to himself. They're at work, his job! and they were currently naked in a booth.

He gives Huaisang a cautious look. "How loud were we?"

Huaisang watches the shift from relaxed to something else. He meets the other's look and there's a mischievous smirk on his lips as he encourages the other to take another drink.

"I didn't hold back. I don't think you did either."

The mournful groan made it seem as if Cheng was aware of every crime he had ever committed. Not because he was with Huaisang, but because everyone else heard it. As it happened! What the hell happened to him?! Cheng was upstanding and righteous and modest, wasn't he?

He was quiet for a moment as he drank, focusing on the sounds outside of their booth. There was still a low level of conversation, so it wasn't as if anyone was waiting for them.

"I did this during work," he admitted softly, still trying to process it.

Huaisang snickers a little when the other groans. He takes another sip of wine and then presses the bottle to Jiang Cheng, silently encouraging him to drink more.

"Mhm~" Huaisang hums, quite pleased with himself.

He takes the bottle and downs long swallows. After gasping a breath, he looks to Huaisang, wrinkling his nose at the smug look the other had. Still pouting, he moves to rest his head against the other's, still mumbling in a sulk.

"Why do you make me do things like this?"

Which...wasn't what he really meant. The question should have been better phrased as 'how do you make me lose my hibition?' or 'why do I do this shit for you?' or even 'why don't I have better control around you?' Cheng couldn't think that eloquently at the moment.

"I don't think I had to make you do anything," Huaisang hums, pleased as they stay pressed closed together and even though the other's sulking, Huaisang knows he'd enjoyed himself. They're both messy in the aftermath of it after all.

"I felt how much you wanted it after all."

He wasn't going to deny that. However, he would grumble a little more under his breath as he set the wine down and then catches Huaisang's jaw with his finger to indulge in a languid kiss.

Huaisang's breath catches as the other pulls him into a kiss. His eyes close and he sighs contently into it. He can taste the wine on the other's lips now and there's no rush in the way their lips meet this time.

Jiang Cheng's birthday month!

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