HuaLian first time post. Hua Cheng's POV
Hua Cheng had spent two hours watching Xie Lian sleep. Xie Lian was clinging to Hua Cheng like he was a pillow, strong arms wrapped around his waist and legs between Hua Cheng's. And Hua Cheng himself was pulling him strongly against him, one big hand pressing his back to bring him against his chest and the other closed in his hair, gently pulling his head to fit the hollow of his neck.
Their skin was caked with sweat and other bodily fluids, and Hua Cheng's was slightly itchy in the marks Xie Lian had made with his nails, mouth, and teeth. And that feeling was delicious. Each time a muscle contracted, Hua Cheng tightened his arms around the god to pull him even closer and his mouth watered with the desire to have more.
At one point that night, when a muscle twitched once more, Hua Cheng felt suddenly curious about his appearance. Although he didn't want to get out of bed at all, his curiosity got the best of him, so he kissed Xie Lian's forehead and disentangled himself from him to get out of bed and go to the mirror.
Looking quickly, Hua Cheng saw red. But when his eyes got used to his reflection, he saw that all that red was coming from the spots on his skin. The love marks and bites that Xie Lian gave Hua Cheng when the pleasure was too much for him to handle.
He touched a hickey on his chest with his fingertips, which set off a tingling sensation that spread through his body through goosebumps. His fingertips touched a bite mark on his shoulder, and this being a more sensitive mark, Hua Cheng gasped instantly.
Hua Cheng turned his back and pulled all of his hair over one shoulder. He turned his head towards the mirror, looking at the reflection of his back over his shoulder, and sighed as he saw the scratches made by Xie Lian's nails.
The scratches ranged from the lightest ones, which only left a white line, to the deepest ones that drew a little blood. Thin reddish lines, delicate whitish lines, thick and painted with droplets of blood.
Such a sight made Hua Cheng remember when they were entwined, and Hua Cheng deep inside Xie Lian, his hands on the god's thighs and telling him to spread his legs wider.
Hua Cheng took a deep breath and sat down on the floor in front of the mirror, feeling overheated and feeling on edge.
Two options: either he would never erase these marks from his skin or he would close them to the point where it looks like they were never there just to come up with an excuse to take Xie Lian to bed and make him go over his limit again and again. Every day if he can.
Him on the outside // him on the inside