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Xie Lian has been feeling strange in the last couple of days. He didn't know if it was his body preparing for the last phase of his pregnancy, but he was feeling stressed and anxious. He needed something to distract himself, to relax, so he tried doing some manual activities, like embroidering, but soon gave up as he felt like Hua Cheng's baby didn't deserve such crude piece of work. Hua Cheng loved, of course, and insisted on keeping it in the baby's trousseau. Xie Lian would have to think of another hobby to keep his mind occupied and relaxed, it seems.
It was around midnight, and both Xie Lian and Hua Cheng were in bed, cuddling and chit chatting about trivial things happening in Ghost City. “Can you believe it, San Lang, the pig butcher’s wife caught him cheating on her with the Duck from the soup shop!” Xie Lian exclaimed at one point, to which Hua Cheng responded in a confused tone: “That's… quite unexpected, honestly.”
They were having their moment, and Hua Cheng occasionally would steal little kisses from his adored husband, who was even more beautiful with the pregnancy glow. Xie Lian would laugh at these cute mischiefs of his beloved Ghost King, hugging him even stronger, or at least, the most he could with his round belly between them. After a while, all of the cuddling started to become something else and when Xie Lian realized they were already passionately kissing each other.
“I noticed my dear husband has been feeling a little anxious these days…” Hua Cheng said softly, his voice a bit muffled as he caressed Xie Lian's neck with his lips.
“Oh, I'm not surprised that you noticed, but I hoped to be less obvious.” Xie Lian laughed awkwardly. “I didn't want to bother San Lang with something so silly.”
“Silly? My dear, it's nothing silly. You should come to me whenever something is bothering you, so I can help you with it. Remember, I'm always here for you.” Hua Cheng said, looking at his god's eyes. Then, he gave a sly smile and whispered in Xie Lian's ears. “And I do have some ideas on how to help Your Highness relax.”
Xie Lian felt his body reacting fast, his face growing hot. “How do you intend to help this poor husband of yours, Crimson Rain?” His voice shakened a bit, but he intensely looked at the beautiful ghost luring above him like a wolf.
Hua Cheng's smile grew bigger and more dangerous as he bowed, a husky laugh escaping from his mouth. “Allow me to demonstrate.”
Xie Lian's lips were suddenly taken by another pair of lips that kissed him ferociously, sounds of saliva and hot breath loud being the two. Soon a tongue inserted between his teeth, searching for his own tongue, that gave in and played with the intruder.
One of Hua Cheng’s hands supported his husband's back, while the other skillfully removed his sleeping robe, uncovering Xie Lian's body completely. Xie Lian felt a cold breeze passing on his skin, and laced one of his arms around Hua Cheng's neck, pulling him even closer, his hunger for something more growing by the passing seconds.
“Hold on a little, my love” Hua Cheng whispered when separating their lips for a moment, a slick of saliva still connecting the two mouths. He looked at his husband's face, which was already red and panting, and smiled warmly. “Help me remove my robes, will you?” He asked, a hand caressing the swollen lips that he'd been kissing moments ago.
Xie Lian felt that this husband of his was playing with him, teasing his desire, but he gave in and quickly helped Hua Cheng to remove his robes, something that the Ghost King could obviously have done alone with only a snap of his fingers.
They soon went back to kissing fervently, the bodies now free to feel the other's skin and heat without a fabric in between. They both started to explore each other's bodies with their hands, their lips occasionally kissing and sucking each other's necks, and then going back to their already abused lips.
One of Hua Cheng's hands moved to Xie Lian's chest, massaging one sensitive nipple at a time, provoking delicious moans from his husband in his ears. Xie Lian was already squirming below him, his body too sensitive to the touch because of pregnancy hormones.
“Are you feeling comfortable, my love?” Hua Cheng asked, nibbling one of Xie Lian's ears while still playing with his nipples, now with both hands.
“San Lang, why are you teasing me so much…” Xie Lian cried, his voice weakened with pleasure that kept growing and accumulating, the member between his legs already hardened and needing relief.
“I'm just doing my best to help His Highness relax.” Hua Cheng laughed and stopped playing with the sensible nipples of his husband, those slender hands moving to caress the round belly between the two. “You have no idea how hot and beautiful you look right now, my love.” The Ghost King said, looking at the gracious body in front of him, his voice filled with emotions. “So, so beautiful…”
Hua Cheng whispered and moved his head down to kiss the belly that carried their child, and Xie Lian almost cried on the spot with such a view. Then he almost cried again, when a sudden wave of pleasure hit him, as the Ghost King suddenly grabbed his hard member with one hand and started playing with it, that hand moving up and down in a good rhythm.
“Ahh…” Xie Lian moaned, closing his eyes as he felt the waves of pleasure hitting him.
Hua Cheng started to move his hand at a faster speed, provoking Xie Lian to squirm his hips and moan more loudly, and then moved the other hand to pinch one of his husband's nipples.
“San Lang ahhhh…hmm…” Xie Lian felt his mind losing control of his body with such a stimulus, squirming even more, his legs trembling. “Ahh… please ahhn” The god begged, feeling close to his climax.
Hua Cheng also felt his husband orgasm approaching and put the hard dick on his mouth, both hands now holding his husband's legs over his shoulders. He started to suck and lick the hard member, enjoying the texture of its skin in his mouth, the hands of the god holding his hair.
Xie Lian couldn't control his moans anymore, which was louder and louder as the pleasure grew. Hua Cheng also moaned, the sound muffled by the dick in his mouth. He went even down, feeling the tip of the member in his throat, suction wet noises obscenely feeling the bedroom.
“AaaAAAH-” Xie Lian felt the ecstasy of an intense orgasm fill his body, tears of pleasure streamed down his face and the hands gripping the hair of his husband between his legs grew weaker as he released inside the hungry mouth of the Ghost King.
Hua Cheng gulped down the white liquid, licked his lips, and still holding his love’s legs, placed little kisses at the sensitive skin on the insides of his thighs. “Feeling better now, my love?” He asked and looked up, finding his husband out of breath and smiling happily at him.
“You sure do know how to make this poor husband of yours relax, San Lang.” Xie Lian said playfully and pulled his husband up to kiss him, feeling the taste of his own body in the ghost king's wet lips. “I do want more, though.” He shamelessly whispered, feeling like his mind wasn't still back to normal.
“No need to say more, Your Highness.” Hua Cheng whispered back, and with a fast movement that catched the god by surprise, he placed Xie Lian in his fours. Then he picked up a pillow and placed it below Xie Lian's round belly, and getting himself on his knees, held the sides of the god's hips and leaned in, to kiss his neck.
“It will be easier for you in this position.” Hua Cheng said softly, nibbling his ear and lightly sucking the skin of the elegant and exposed neck, the Ghost King's long hands massaging the sides of Xie Lian's waist and hips.
Xie Lian supported himself on his elbows, and moved his hips to rub on the hardened dick of his husband.
“Please, San Lang…” The god begged, feeling his body getting more hot, the dick between his legs hardening again.
“Be patient, Your Highness…” Hua Cheng said in a whisper, holding his husband's hips in place and rubbing his hard dick in the soft cheeks of Xie Lian's ass, movement that provoked a low moan in both men.
With a flick of his fingers, Hua Cheng moved a nearby mirror to be placed in front of Xie Lian, over the bed, their eyes meeting in the reflection of the mirror. “I want to look at your face when you feel me thrusting inside you, Your Highness. And I want you to look at me when I fuck you and remember how it was that I placed this baby inside your womb.” The Ghost King said those dirty words with a clear voice, looking intensely at Xie Lian's face in the mirror, that became a beautiful tone of red.
“San Lang…” Xie Lian said, embarrassed and even more aroused, his dick twitching between his legs. “Please…” He begged again, looking at his husband's eye.
Hua Cheng leaned down to place kisses in the god's arched back, one hand holding his waist while the other grabbed a bottle of a viscous liquid and dripped its content on his husband's hole, soon inserting a long finger in it and provoking a low moan from Xie Lian. He played a bit and then inserted one more finger, scissoring and going even deeper inside his husband. Xie Lian started to breathe faster, moaning softly with Hua Cheng's fingers movements.
Hua Cheng suddenly removed the fingers and Xie Lian cried, missing the sensations, his hole twitching. “San Lang, please…” The god said, looking up in the mirror. Hua Cheng smiled like a wolf and inserted three fingers this time, causing a loud moan to escape from Xie Lian's mouth. He moved his hips, wanting more, and the Ghost King started to thrust his fingers deeper and faster, the other hand moving to grab Xie Lian's hard dick from below.
The god's moanings kept growing in volume as both hands worked inside and outside Xie Lian's body, the pleasure getting more and more intense, causing tremors all over his body.
“Look at me in the mirror, Your Highness.” Hua Cheng demanded, gripping the dick in his hand and hitting his fingers in the sensitive spot inside Xie Lian.
Xie lian looked up, panting hard and moaning loud, to meet his husband smug face in the mirror as he fucked him with his hands. “N-no teasing…aahh… please…” He tried to say, out of breath.
“Keep looking at me.” The Ghost King said with a particularly strong thrust of his fingers, making Xie Lian almost scream with pleasure. Then he fastly removed the sticky fingers from inside the god's tight hole, to finally push the tip of his dick inside.
“Aaahh… San Lang…” Xie Lian felt his eyes tearing up with the intense waves of pleasure as he felt the much desired member inserting itself inside of him. “Aaah-”
Hua Cheng slowly pushed himself inside his god's hole, letting out a low moan. “Your Highness, can I keep going?” He asked, both hands squeezing Xie Lian's hip as he tried to hold himself.
“Please, faster… more…” Xie Lian begged. And Hua Cheng listened. While both looked at each other through the mirror, Hua Cheng finally pushed all of his length inside Xie Lian, and started to thrust.
First it started slowly, then between their moans and loud panting, Hua Cheng couldn't control his desire anymore and began to thrust at a fast pace. The scene was extremely obscene, as the wet sounds of the movement filled the room and both men moaned together, looking at themselves in the mirror.
“Do you remember, Your Highness, when you begged me in this position to fill your hole with my seed and impregnate you?” Hua Cheng said and moved his hips even harder, hitting the right spot inside Xie Lian's walls many times and with a fierce strength, that the god felt like his mind would explode. “Do you remember how many times you begged me that night that you took the pill?”
“AhhhHH HMM…AHH” Tears rolled on Xie Lian's face as he felt the orgasm coming closer. “San Lang…ahhh… I’m com-” His trembling and weak voice was interrupted as a famint mouth devoured his own. The kiss was messy, tongues sucking each other, lips being bitten, chattering teeth and saliva flowing. Their bodies were moving at a desperate tempo, until Xie Lian reached his climax.
“AHMM…” His loud moan was suppressed by Hua Cheng's mouth, who kept kissing him urgently as the Ghost King felt his own orgasm getting closer.
“Aah… Your Highness…?” Hua Cheng asked in a rushed voice, almost out of breath.
“Inside, please ahh… inside, San Lang…” Xie Lian answered, his body weak from his orgasm, still feeling the strong pulsing waves of pleasure passing through his whole body.
Hua Cheng moaned against Xie Lian's neck and gripped his hips even harder, as his thrusting became more urgent, until he reached the climax and released a heavy load inside his god's quivering hole, a bunch of the liquid escaping and dripping down Xie Lian's thighs and satin sheets below.
Both of them stayed there without moving away from the position, breaths heavy and hearts racing. The Ghost King grabbed Xie Lian's chin and kissed him intensely, his mouth then moving to his neck and leaving bite marks and hickeys, the other hand touching all over the god's trembling body. Soon enough, their desire lit up again.
This time they changed positions and Xie Lian sat down in Hua Cheng's lap, kissing the Ghost King while rubbing his hips against his husband's dick.
He could feel the member below his ass hardening up and moved himself to position his hole above it. Hua Cheng held his waist while sucking hard one of the nipples in front of his face until he felt something dripping from it.
“Your Highness…” The Ghost King called mesmerized, squeezing the nipple and watching the white liquid stream down his fingers.
The god looked down at his own chest and saw with a curious look his husband sucking one of his nipples, while squeezing the milk from the other. “San Lang, that's…” He didn't know how to feel, although it was a very pleasant view and sensation.
“You're lactating, my love.” Hua Cheng said softly, kissing his chest many times. “We don't want it to waste it, so I'm helping with the excess.” He said, nibbling one nipple.
Xie Lian closed his eyes, moaning from the pleasure, and started to push himself down, the big and hard dick entering slowly in his ass, while his husband sucked his tits dry.
Hua Cheng then, satisfied from his husband's now swollen nipples, held Xie Lian's waist and pushed him down, causing the young god to scream a loud moan of ecstasy. Full of energy, Xie Lian started to ride on the Ghost King's dick, his back arching with pleasure as the hard member hit all of the right spots inside him.
“Aaah… So good…” Xie Lian moaned loudly, bouncing even harder on his husband's lap. The god's movements became more intense as his desire grew, and Hua Cheng held his beloved body, thrusting his hips upwards, his mouth exploring Xie Lian's milky neck and biting his ear.
Their breathing was fast, the wet sound of the encounter between their bodies mixed with the moaning left the atmosphere extremely obscene. Xie Lian could feel the final ecstasy coming fast and began to move his hips in a circular motion while quicking hard on his husband's dick, his head falling back and spine arching. The movement was so mesmerizing and lewd that if Hua Cheng still had blood flowing through his veins, it would be boiling.
“Aaah… San Lang, please… please…” Xie Lian didn't even know why he was begging and for what, his mind was a jelly of delicious and overwhelming sensations. His moans were so loud that he was afraid it was going to reach the heavens. He didn't care.
As the rhythm of their movements grew more frenetic, both men rapidly reached the orgasm together, Xie Lian's body trembled and went weak as he released himself over Hua Cheng's abdomen. The Ghost King gave a final thrust in the sensitive spot inside the god's hot hole and jerked off inside once more, an immense amount of his release dripping out of the twitching hole obscenely.
They both remained quiet, limbs limp and trembling from the intense activities, their breathing short. Hua Cheng placed little kisses and nibbles all over Xie Lian's neck, soaking with sweat.
“Keep it inside for a while.” Xie Lian said, a little ashamed and closed his eyes, his face sweaty and red.
“I will, my love.” Hua Cheng smiled, looking at his love's pretty eyes. Then he placed his hands on Xie Lian's waist. “But let's get you in a more comfortable position first.”
Xie Lian looked at him and smiled, humming an agreement. They lay down in the bed, Hua Cheng's limp dick still inside Xie Lian's hole. The Ghost King hugged his husband from behind and kissed his hair a few times.
“I'm very relaxed now, San Lang.” Xie Lian said in a soft voice, after a few minutes of comfortable silence.
Hua Cheng, who thought that his god was already asleep, let out a loud laugh. “I'm pleased to hear this, Your Highness. I'm always at your service.” He said lightly, caressing his husband's waist and belly. Xie Lian giggled and closed his eyes.
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After being sure that Xie Lian was asleep, Hua Cheng got out of bed and grabbed a damp towel to clean his husband's body and his own. When he was satisfied, the Ghost King lay down and placed his head over Xie Lian's big belly, and hummed a melodic nursery song, in a language that was long forgotten to all.