But he can see the fear or the discomfort written all over the other teens face. It is a lot. He knows that.
He also knows that if that isn’t something the other wants; that he won’t sleep with him. Sizhui makes no move to state it as such but he won’t try again if they aren’t actually serious.
He bites his bottom lip and slowly sits further back, “It’s a lot. I know. You don’t have to answer that right now.”
His lip found it’s way back into his mouth and he glances down because he knows that isn’t the way the other meant it but it is the way Sizhui immediately took it.
“I think you should think about it more. I told you you didn’t need to answer right away,” he murmurs, still trying to be quiet considering his room was much closer to Hanguang jun and Wei Wuxian. The last thing they needed was someone else walking in on them naked.
Leaning over he presses a kiss to the other teens forehead and then slides back to his own side of the bed, “Stay.”
Jin Ling blinks at the other's reaction, frowning.
"I already gave you my answer. Don't tell me how much I need to think," Jin Ling shoots back, sitting up when the other slid off of him and the sudden shift throws him because hadn't Sizhui been wanting to do it again and now he's over there.
“You can’t give me that as your answer just because you think I’m your last resort,” Sizhui counters and adjusts the blanket so that Jin Ling would be able to come closer to him.
“I wasn’t,” Sizhui frowned, “I care about you enough that I want to be with you for life. Clearly, I think you’re worth it. You’re sort of a pain and you’ve teased me since we were small but that doesn’t matter,” he continues on, “sometimes jokes like that hurt...”
"Sizhui..." Jin Ling exhales and he presses his lips together tightly for a moment. He doesn't know what to say and he doesn't want to say he's sorry so he just shifts closer and his hand goes down under the blanket to brush his fingers over the other's dick, lips pressing just behind his ear.
Blinking slowly, Sizhui just breathes and glances down where the others hand disappeared to. His lips are such a distraction that Sizhui just stops thinking for a moment, “...what are you...”
Jin Ling doesn't say anything, just keeps kissing him, his lips moving lower, light sucking kisses as he wraps his hand around the other's cock and starts to stroke him.
The mature portion of Sizhuis brain wanted to argue that this was not the way to end this ‘argument’ but the horny teenage portion lead him to lean back just enough to be able to catch the others mouth in another hungry kiss.
He broke it briefly to mutter, “...using crafty tricks to distract me,” but he trailed off with a smirk and another kiss.
Jin Ling may have started this round but Sizhui pushed him over into his back and took control of the kisses. They were trailed down the others front; faint purple marks were sucked against his skin until he nudged his legs apart again.
His eyes flicked up briefly and he smiles, “You have something I really like, you know...”
Jin Ling moaned when the other pushed him over, taking control and Jin Ling hates how much he really, really likes that. But the kisses moved further down his body, the way the other sucked at his skin stung a little but there's just as much pleasure with it and he's hard by the time the other is pressing his legs apart again and this time they fall open easier.
That...was not a lie and to be honest, Sizhui was impressed by how quickly that happened. His eyes lingered for a moment, before he ducked down to run his tongue from base to tip.
Jin Ling bit back a moan as the other's tongue slid over his cock and his hands dug into the bedding beneath himself.
"It's...not little..." Jin Ling mumbles defensively, flushing bright red at the words, knowing they're true and how come he even liked Sizhui saying that?
“It is, and I love that,” Sizhui murmured lowly and rolled his tongue against him again. A gentle swipe and then he easily pulled him all the way into his mouth with a languid groan.
In a way he got more pleasure in this than he did having his own sucked. Was that weird? Probably. But he felt like he could do this for hours if he was allowed. Just the idea of letting the other get soft just to do this all over again was so appealing.
“Can I just do this whenever I want?..” he smirked as he pulled off and idly stroked him a few times, “Please?”
Jin Ling glares at Sizhui a little. "It's...perfectly normal sized," Jin Ling protested again even though it's not. He knows it's not but he's prideful and it's embarrassing and yet he's still moaning as the other's taking him down again, his head falling back against the pillow.
"Mm," Jin Ling blinks, staring at Sizhui and then he slowly nods in agreement. How would anyone say no to that?
With permission granted, Sizhui smiles and moves a few warm kisses over the apex of the others thighs before drawing his length back into his mouth. He sucks languidly at him, bobbing slow enough to enjoy the feel of him dragging along his tongue.
A pleased (almost rumble) sound vibrates from his throat and he swallows the now familiar mixture of saliva and pre-cum. The longer he lingers the more he settles down against the bedding and curls his arms around the others thighs to keep him there.
Jin Ling closes his eyes as the other starts to suck him again. His hands brush over the other's strong shoulder, curling into his hair. He's mostly quiet until the other makes a noise and he lets out a quiet whimper, hips shifting at the added stimulation.
This is more than he ever even thought possible for himself. Everything feels like it disappears and the only things his senses can focus on are Jin Ling. He moans around him and slowly pulls off to run his tongue along his balls. Teasing between and around his sac just to see what reaction he could get. This was all still so new...
Jin Ling whimpers, his hips arching and the other's moan around his cock is just almost too much, too good. It's almost a relief when the other pulls back from his cock, tongue elsewhere. One of his hands grasped at the corner of the pillow beneath his head, at the continued attention to sac.
“Good,” he repeats softly and licks two of his fingers briefly just for some slick before he slowly rubs and teases over the others entrance again, “...would...do you think it would feel good if I used my mouth here, too?”
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But he can see the fear or the discomfort written all over the other teens face. It is a lot. He knows that.
He also knows that if that isn’t something the other wants; that he won’t sleep with him. Sizhui makes no move to state it as such but he won’t try again if they aren’t actually serious.
He bites his bottom lip and slowly sits further back, “It’s a lot. I know. You don’t have to answer that right now.”
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"No... For life... yes... my answer is yes," it's scary and it's a lot and Jin Ling is freaking out some inside but he knows he'd never say no to it.
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Did he really mean it? Or was he just scared this would stop if he said no?
Sizhui continued to worry his bottom lip.
“Are you really okay being with just me?”
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"Who else would be with me?" Jin Ling says and it's a joke.
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His lip found it’s way back into his mouth and he glances down because he knows that isn’t the way the other meant it but it is the way Sizhui immediately took it.
“I think you should think about it more. I told you you didn’t need to answer right away,” he murmurs, still trying to be quiet considering his room was much closer to Hanguang jun and Wei Wuxian. The last thing they needed was someone else walking in on them naked.
Leaning over he presses a kiss to the other teens forehead and then slides back to his own side of the bed, “Stay.”
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"I already gave you my answer. Don't tell me how much I need to think," Jin Ling shoots back, sitting up when the other slid off of him and the sudden shift throws him because hadn't Sizhui been wanting to do it again and now he's over there.
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"I was joking!"
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He broke it briefly to mutter, “...using crafty tricks to distract me,” but he trailed off with a smirk and another kiss.
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"Mmm," Jin Ling hums, nipping at the other's bottom lip, his hand still stroking the other.
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His eyes flicked up briefly and he smiles, “You have something I really like, you know...”
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"Yeah? What?"
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“I love your pretty...little...cock.”
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"It's...not little..." Jin Ling mumbles defensively, flushing bright red at the words, knowing they're true and how come he even liked Sizhui saying that?
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In a way he got more pleasure in this than he did having his own sucked. Was that weird? Probably. But he felt like he could do this for hours if he was allowed. Just the idea of letting the other get soft just to do this all over again was so appealing.
“Can I just do this whenever I want?..” he smirked as he pulled off and idly stroked him a few times, “Please?”
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"Mm," Jin Ling blinks, staring at Sizhui and then he slowly nods in agreement. How would anyone say no to that?
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A pleased (almost rumble) sound vibrates from his throat and he swallows the now familiar mixture of saliva and pre-cum. The longer he lingers the more he settles down against the bedding and curls his arms around the others thighs to keep him there.
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“How does this feel? Good? Bad?”
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"Good..." he says shakily. Very good.
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