Chapter 1: Under the cherry blossoms
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A chilly spring air blew through the air, rustling the branches of newly blossoming cherry trees. Scattering their pale petals into the air and onto the path below where people walked, one such man by the name of Xiao FengYue paused on the path as the loose petals entangled with his periwinkle hair. Looking up at the trees a faint smile dancing across his lips as he touched upon one of the petals in his hair. Tracing over it’s soft edge he moved from the path to stay out of the way of any other visitors, stopping beside a stream where more petals were being carried away on the gentle current. The wind picked up once more shaking more petals into the air, covering the man’s shoulders and more of his long hair.
Up on the path behind him another man had stopped upon seeing Xiao FengYue, transfixed by the beautiful stranger standing amongst the cherry trees. The likes of which he’d naught seen before, wordlessly he left the path approaching Xiao FengYue. However he was not paying attention to where he was walking, causing him to trip on a tree root which sent him tumbling down the small slope and into the cold stream. Narrowing missing Xiao FengYue who was startled from his own musings as a man rolled past him and into the water. While it wasn’t terribly deep it was in fact very cold, concerned for the other man Xiao FengYue rushed over holding a hand out to him.
“Are you alright?!” Xiao FengYue exclaimed concern written across his features, the man in the water spluttered as he sat up in the stream. Looking up to find the hand of the very man he’d been distracted by being held out in offer to help him up. He took Xiao FengYue’s hand allowing himself to be hauled up from the water, shivering as another cold wind blew through the air. “I- yes, I’m alright. I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you-” He began to apologize feeling extremely foolish, his face turning a bright shade of pink out of embarrassment.
Xiao FengYue shook his head at the other man a smile on his lips but the concern still in his eyes, it was still far too cold to be outside in wet clothes. “Please, don’t worry about that, you’ll get sick if you stay like this. My name is Xiao FengYue, a pleasure to meet you.” The blushing man pushed his wet bangs out of his face giving a embarrassed smile, a name as beautiful as the man himself. “Ah, my name is Yang LiuAn! The pleasure is mine! Though, I do wish our meeting was less, wet.” This earned a small laugh from Xiao FengYue, who stepped back to give Yang LiuAn more space, if nothing else Yang LiuAn seemed to be fine apart from being soaked from head to toe.
“Do you live near here? You should really get some dry clothes, Yang LiuAn.” Xiao FengYue told Yang LiuAn with a tilt of his head, the wind blowing strongly causing Yang LiuAn to shudder before stepping out of the stream entirely. “It’s a little far, I admit…I should get going.” Yang LiuAn replied to Xiao FengYue who frowned watching as Yang LiuAn shivered from the cold.
“Yang LiuAn, my home isn’t far from here, why don’t you come back to my place instead? Walking home like that, you’ll surely get sick!” Xiao FengYue exclaimed, hands clentched in front of his chest, concerned for Yang LiuAn’s well being. Yang LiuAn was a bit taken aback by the sudden offer from Xiao FengYue who he had just met, and messily so, but the offer was tempting in more than one way for Yang LiuAn. Offering him a chance to get to know Xiao FengYue, and avoid getting sick, he pondered the offer for a few moments before sighing softly smiling at Xiao FengYue. How could he say no to such a pleading look? Even though they had just met a part of him couldn’t bare to make Xiao FengYue worry over him.
“Well, I suppose it couldn’t hurt, it is getting very cold.” Yang LiuAn wrapped his arms tighter around himself as the chill really started setting in for him, his clothes might even become frozen if he were to try and go home like this in such chilly weather. This seemed to please Xiao FengYue who nodded and beckoned for Yang LiuAn to follow after him. “I live up this way, please follow me. You can borrow a robe of mine and we’ll get your clothes dry.”
Yang LiuAn followed Xiao FengYue back up onto the pathway from where he’d stumbled earlier, glancing at the root that had tripped him up. “Oh, you’ve got petals in your hair Xiao FengYue.” Yang LiuAn pointed out holding back the urge to pluck them from Xiao FengYue’s hair for him, feeling that such an act was too intimate for a first meeting such as this, not to mention Xiao FengYue had already shown him a great kindness, something he didn’t wish to squander.
Xiao FengYue paused brushing a hand through his hair, dislodging several petals in the process, laughing lightly as they rained down as though he himself were a cherry tree. “So I do, I’ll have to brush them out when we get to my home. Come Yang LiuAn, you’ll catch your death of cold like this.” Xiao FengYue told him before heading down the path, Yang LiuAn jogging to walk at Xiao FengYue’s side. As the two walked side by side they chatted back and forth, the branches stretching overhead raining down more pink petals on them. So engrossed in their conversation that the world around them ceased to exist, shrinking down to just Xiao FengYue and Yang LiuAn. Though they had just met something about the other man was strangely familiar to the both of them, a feeling neither could explain, but a most welcome one.
Chapter 2: A night at the Inn
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Yang LiuAn entered an inn late at night, arm in arm with Xiao FengYue, behind the counter was a woman. There was a brief exchange and money traded for a small key for the room where they could stay for the night, Yang LiuAn led Xiao FengYue after him to the room. Yang LiuAn set their lantern on the floor of the room before shedding his overcoat, laying it over his arm before accepting Xiao FengYue’s overcoat and adding it to his own. Xiao FengYue got the candles of the room lit up as Yang LiuAn put their coats on a nearby chair. Xiao FengYue paused as he noticed that there was a single bed in the room, frowning slightly at it. “LiuAn…there is only one bed here.” Xiao FengYue said, gaining Yang LiuAn’s attention who nodded slightly to show he was listening. “So it would seem A-Yue, I can sleep on the floor.” He offered to Xiao FengYue who frowned even further, he didn’t want Yang LiuAn to sleep on the hard floor. But they had never shared a bed before, in fact they had yet to have their first time.
“No…we, we can, share?” Xiao FengYue offered, causing his face to flush as he thought about sharing a bed with Yang LiuAn for the first time, his heart fluttering in his chest, a shy smile trying to pull at the corner of his lips. “Are you certain A-Yue? It’s alright if you’re not ready.” Yang LiuAn approached Xiao FengYue, gently placing a hand on his shoulder, his other hand carefully cupping Xiao FengYue’s cheek, thumb stroking over it. Xiao FengYue couldn’t help but lean into Yang LiuAn’s touch, the shy smile showing itself, further cementing what he wanted to do. “I’m sure, LiuAn…” Xiao FengYue nodded looking up into Yang LiuAn’s eyes, placing his hand over the other man’s.
Yang LiuAn couldn’t help but smile back at Xiao FengYue, he supposed it would be fine so long as Xiao FengYue was alright with it. The last thing he wanted was for them to move too quickly, even though he couldn’t lie to himself, he’d been dreaming of his first time with Xiao FengYue. Sharing a bed brought them that much closer to it, almost as if reading his mind Xiao FengYue looked away before speaking up. “A-actually LiuAn…I was thinking that…maybe, we could…?” Xiao FengYue’s voice trailed off softening at the end, he didn’t finish his thought but the implication was clear.
Yang LiuAn felt heat rush into his face, both hands now cupping Xiao FengYue’s face as he breathed out his name before capturing Xiao FengYue’s lips in a deep kiss. Whispering against them in a hushed voice. “I would love nothing more.” The two met in another kiss as their hands began to wander over their lover, clothes falling to the floor in a pile around their feet. Yang LiuAn guided Xiao FengYue to the bed, gingerly laying the other man down, smiling at him gently. “A-Yue…you’re so beautiful…” Yang LiuAn crawled up beside Xiao FengYue, slowly dragging his fingertips down his chest feeling the soft skin of his lover. Leaning over the edge of the bed Yang LiuAn opened the small nightstand drawer, relieved to see that there was a small bottle of lotion in there that he could use to make this easier for Xiao FengYue. Making a mental note to keep a bottle of oil on hand from now on.
“It might be a little cold, but this should work.” Yang LiuAn warned as he opened the bottle pouring some of the lotion onto his fingers, Xiao FengYue nodded knowingly spreading his thighs for Yang LiuAn. Who carefully began to work one of his fingers into Xiao FengYue’s waiting hole, shivering slightly from the feeling of the lotion combined with his lover’s touch. “Is this ok?” Yang LiuAn asked softly, watching Xiao FengYue’s face for discomfort, who nodded and bit his lip, unable to find his voice. Yang LiuAn kept working Xiao FengYue open, adding a second and third finger until he was certain he wouldn’t hurt Xiao FengYue. Withdrawing his fingers Yang LiuAn shifted over, slotting himself between Xiao FengYue’s legs gently placing his hands on his thighs. “Are you ready A-Yue?” To this Xiao FengYue nodded once again, gasping as Yang LiuAn began to press forward into him, pressing his head backwards into the pillow moaning lowly.
Yang LiuAn groaned as his hips met Xiao FengYue’s, staying there for a moment to let him adjust to the feeling. Yang LiuAn’s hands slid up Xiao FengYue’s sides as he leaned over his body to kiss along Xiao FengYue’s neck. “Let me know when you’re ready A-Yue.” Yang LiuAn murmured against his throat, placing more kisses there. Xiao FengYue gripped at the sheets under him with a shudder, looking up at the other man. “I-I’m ready LiuAn…” The pair wrapped their arms around one another, meeting in more kisses as Yang LiuAn thrust steadily into Xiao FengYue, unhurried and careful not to hurt his beloved.
Xiao FengYue’s legs wrapped around Yang LiuAn’s waist tightly as he quickly drew close to the edge, the pleasure in his core building with every touch from Yang LiuAn. Crying out his lover’s name as he crested, arching off the bed staining his stomach and the other man’s in his seed. Clinging so tightly to Yang LiuAn that he could barely move, buring his face into Xiao FengYue’s neck as he thrust harder against the muscles clamping down on him. He too was already growing close to orgasam, once more kissing Xiao FengYue deeply as he pressed as deep as he could into the other man where he released his cum with a low groan. The two stayed this way for a few moments, Yang LiuAn covering Xiao FengYue’s body with his own, both panting roughly against one another. “A-Yue…I love you, so much.” Yang LiuAn whispered softly as he gently pulled away from Xiao FengYue to lay beside him. Xiao FengYue turned onto his side and cuddled into Yang LiuAn’s arms, resting his head on his chest. “I love you too LiuAn…more than anything.”
Yang LiuAn pulled up the blankets over the both of them, placing more kisses on Xiao FengYue’s temple as the both of them settled into the warm bed together. Like this the two men fell asleep together. The two awakened by the light filtering in through the window to their room, Yang LiuAn grumbled softly when it stirs him and buries his face into Xiao FengYue’s neck, arms squeezing him closer. Xiao FengYue was still fast asleep but shifted as Yang LiuAn held him closer, his eyes opened just enough to look over at Yang LiuAn with a sleepy smile.
Xiao FengYue’s body ached from the night prior but nothing too terrible, turning more onto his side Xiao FengYue settled himself closer to Yang LiuAn before closing his eyes again with a content sigh. “Good morning LiuAn…” He murmurs softly, nuzzling into Yang LiuAn’s shoulder earning a soft grunt from the man. “Morning, A-Yue…how are you feeling?” Yang LiuAn asked, rubbing his hands up and down Xiao FengYue’s back in a soothing manner. “A little sore, but I’m okay…” Xiao FengYue answers, assuring his lover that he is fine before he can become worried. The two men lay this way for a while longer, speaking quietly to one another and slowly waking up.
The two eventually got up from their bed to wash up and collect their clothes from the pile on the floor, Xiao FengYue donning Yang LiuAn’s shirt which he wrapped around himself inhaling the familiar scent of his lover. Seeing this Yang LiuAn came up behind Xiao FengYue, pulling him backwards into an embrace and resting his head on Xiao FengYue’s shoulder. “You can borrow it if you like.” He offers with a chuckle as Xiao FengYue’s face flushed, considering this offer. “Are you sure you don’t mind?”
“Not at all, I can wear your shirt in exchange.” Yang LiuAn assured, giving Xiao FengYue a gentle squeeze before releasing him before the both of them finished dressing for the day.