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Talking to the foreign investors had been tedious that day, and it was only made worse by the fact that Hua Cheng was apart from his beloved. He had only flown two hours away from the cozy apartment he shared with Xie Lian, but it was still too much.
His trip was scheduled to last through the end of the week. That meant four more days of dull meetings and shaking the grubby hands of men who couldn't even speak to him without an interpreter. He didn't really see the point of meeting them in person, but Yin Yu insisted that it was good PR. He admittedly griped at Yin Yu a lot, but the man knew what he was doing and Hua Cheng didn't know what he'd do without him.
Hua Cheng also didn't know what he was going to do being unable to see Xie Lian for another four days. He missed him with every fiber of his being. Leaving Xie Lian unattended was something he never wanted to do in the first place. Hua Cheng had been fully prepared to cancel his trip when he found out his boyfriend was unable to join him, but Xie Lian would not hear of it. Xie Lian had agreed at the last minute to pet sit for his vacationing friend Shi Qingxuan, whose boyfriend had some ridiculous exotic fish that needed to be fed at different times throughout the day. With that in mind, he urged Hua Cheng to go on the planned business trip since Xie Lian would be gone several times a day.
Hua Cheng didn't know how to feel about being sent away so Xie Lian could spend time feeding glorified guppies.
He stared at the ceiling of his hotel room, unable to sleep. He fumbled for his phone in the dark, squinting as the screen's light assaulted his eyes.
1 a.m.
Clicking his tongue, Hua Cheng dropped the phone onto the bed beside him and spread out, splaying his long limbs all around him. The bed was too big for just one person.
A quiet buzzing and electronic jingle chirped from Hua Cheng's side and he retrieved the discarded phone with no small measure of annoyance. Did they not know what time it was? His eyes widened at the name displayed on the caller ID. Heart pounding, he fumbled to accept the call and nearly dropped the phone in his haste.
"Gege?" Hua Cheng blurted out breathlessly.
"San Lang!"
The voice on the other end of the line gave him butterflies no matter how many times he heard it. Hua Cheng could easily picture the look on Xie Lian's face when he said his name—his eyes sparkling and his cheeks rosy with happiness. He practically melted into the pillows at the thought, until a more sobering one visited him.
"Is everything all right?" Hua Cheng asked. "It's awfully late."
"I know, I'm sorry to call you out of the blue like this."
Xie Lian rushed his words the way he always did when he was trying not to panic inside. Concern immediately stung Hua Cheng.
"Tell me what's wrong," Hua Cheng said firmly. He didn't like to use the 'boss voice' that brooked no argument with Xie Lian, but he wasn't going to let his beloved downplay something that was clearly bothering him.
"This is going to sound silly, but I was lying here trying to sleep and I just…"
"Just what, gege?" Hua Cheng prompted, more softly this time.
"I can't. I guess." He could hear the strain in Xie Lian's little laugh. "I'm not used to sleeping without you anymore."
Hua Cheng's heart panged at the raw honesty, but also warmed at the feeling of being needed.
"I'm not used to sleeping without you, either," he said soothingly. "It isn't silly when we both feel that way."
There was another laugh. It was more earnest.
"I miss you, San Lang."
"I miss you too, gege," Hua Cheng murmured, rubbing a hand over his face. He had caused Xie Lian undue stress by going away, even if he had been encouraged to do so. The guilt gnawed at him. "What can I do?"
There was silence, but Hua Cheng didn't worry. He knew his beloved was considering his question. It was one of many things he loved about him—Xie Lian placed value in every word he said.
"Can we just talk for a while?"
It was all too easy to imagine Xie Lian's sheepish smile. He'd always been the type to be concerned that he was being too selfish with his requests. He knew he had Hua Cheng wrapped around his little finger but he never tried to abuse the privilege.
"I'd like that," Hua Cheng assured him. "How was your day?"
This was the type of chat they'd often have, lying in bed before drifting off to sleep. Hua Cheng would be pressed warmly against Xie Lian's back, an arm curled around his waist, and they'd tell each other about their goings-on in hushed tones. It was an intimate time, that both recharged and relaxed them at the end of a busy day.
"Today I felt like I caught a glimpse of what it must be like to be a frazzled parent."
"Oh?" Hua Cheng laughed. "Do tell."
"Well, I had to go to Shi Qingxuan and He Xuan's place, right? To feed the fish."
"Right," Hua Cheng said flatly, not even trying to disguise that he thought those fish were the reason he and Xie Lian weren't currently together.
Xie Lian puffed a little laugh.
"Anyway, it would have been easier to stay there for the day, but I couldn't just not come home to feed Eming and Ruoye on schedule."
"Sounds like a lot of running around."
"It was!"
"We should invest in one of those automatic feeders for the cats," Hua Cheng said.
"San Lang, that's so impersonal," Xie Lian lightly chided. "Half of the joy of having a pet is caring for them directly."
"Right, and the other half is them pawing at your face for that direct care at 6 a.m."
"That's why we gave the cats their very own bedroom."
Their shared laughter warmed Hua Cheng's heart. He was smiling so wide his cheeks hurt.
"Gege, would you like to call each night until I get back? I don't know about you, but I'm feeling more relaxed already."
"That sounds good. I am feeling better, actually."
"I can tell," Hua Cheng said. "I can hear your smile."
"I can hear yours, too."
It was the kind of talk that made their friends roll their eyes, but none of them were there to judge. Hua Cheng wouldn't have cared even if they were.
"Do you think you might be able to sleep now, gege?"
"I think so. Maybe," Xie Lian said, his last word exaggerated by a yawn.
Hua Cheng could hear light rustling as Xie Lian was no doubt trying to find a comfortable position.
"I want you to close your eyes," Hua Cheng said. "Pretend that I'm behind you just like I am every night. Pressed up against you and with my arm around you. You're warm and safe."
"Hn," Xie Lian mumbled in affirmation. "San Lang always holds me close at night."
"Mhm. Every night," Hua Cheng crooned. "Even now. I won't let you go, gege. You can sleep."
"Promise?"
Xie Lian's voice had become softened by obvious drowsiness. It was rubbing off on Hua Cheng as well, it seemed, and he rapidly blinked his eyes to temporarily ward it off. He wanted to make sure Xie Lian was taken care of before he'd allow himself to rest.
"I promise."
Xie Lian hummed happily in response. Hua Cheng heard what he figured was the sound of his boyfriend snuggling down into his pillow.
When he heard nothing else, Hua Cheng whispered, "I'm going to hang up, okay? Get some rest."
An indistinct mumble was his only answer, but Hua Cheng supposed it was safe to end the call.
"Good night, gege. Sleep well."
As he hung up, he smiled to himself. Xie Lian was adorably cuddly when he was tired. Hua Cheng put his phone aside after quickly double-checking that his alarm was properly set. He rolled onto his side, hugging a pillow to his chest if only to feel something tangible in his arms as he finally began to drift off.
❀ ❀ ❀
The next day's meetings felt both easier and harder to deal with than the last. Having already met the men his company would be working with (even if they didn't speak a lick of Mandarin), the tedium of introductions was already out of the way and they could get down to brass tacks.
His mental focus on the meetings, however, was a struggle. Hua Cheng knew having his phone call with Xie Lian to look forward to was worth the wait, but inside him lived an impatient boy who just wanted his gege's attention already. Fortunately, he was well-practiced at hiding him and managed to get through the day without many issues.
After heading back to his hotel for the evening and ordering a light meal from room service, Hua Cheng still had some time to kill before Xie Lian would call at 10 p.m. Though he already showered that morning, he figured another one couldn't hurt to relax him. He would be going to sleep right after speaking to Xie Lian, after all.
He set out some clean boxers on the bed to change into before stripping himself bare and walking into the bathroom. Hua Cheng rather liked the feeling of air on his naked skin, but it was an indulgence he didn't often get to experience. He lived with Xie Lian after all, and Hua Cheng didn't wish to inflict his nudity on his boyfriend when their relationship had not yet gone past kissing and cuddling. They had both agreed to figure out the rest as they went along, but Hua Cheng would be patient until Xie Lian was ready.
That did not mean Hua Cheng wasn't ready. He was very, very ready, in fact. It was impossible for him not to be physically attracted to his incredibly handsome boyfriend. Xie Lian had the face of an angel and—thanks to yoga and his love of fitness—the body of a god. He had no idea how truly attractive he was, either, which only added to his appeal.
Xie Lian was usually unaware of his sensuality. He had no idea what it did to Hua Cheng when he wore his clothes, for instance. Seeing his larger shirts and shorts hanging loosely off Xie Lian's frame like they were made to be taken off. Xie Lian thought Hua Cheng's clothes were more comfortable. Hua Cheng thought Xie Lian was a tease.
When their makeout sessions would get heated and wandering hands dipped just barely beneath the edges of clothing, Xie Lian would stop them just as Hua Cheng's fingertips brushed the soft, forbidden skin underneath. Xie Lian's face would be flushed, pupils blown wide with excitement. He'd smile apologetically for getting carried away, biting his lip in a way that turned Hua Cheng's mind to absolute mush. Yes, Xie Lian was a tease.
Hua Cheng leaned his forehead against the tile, swearing under his breath as he took his helplessly hard cock in hand. It was always like this when he allowed his thoughts to run wild. Jerking himself to a quick release, the shower washed away the evidence of his impure thoughts.
Patient. He promised to be patient. If nothing else, at least he would sleep better that night.
After a brief wash-up, Hua Cheng emerged from the bathroom with a towel around his waist. The timing was perfect, as his phone on the bed began to ring. Right on time, as expected. A smile spread over his face as giddiness effervesced within him.
"Gege!"
"San Lang!"
"How was your day, love?" Hua Cheng asked, taking a seat on a corner of the bed. He was much more invested in talking to Xie Lian than changing into pajamas.
"It was good! I mean, it was chaotic, but it wasn't bad!" Xie Lian blurted, followed by a laugh.
"Chaotic, huh?" Xie Lian didn't seem particularly stressed, so Hua Cheng guessed. "Cats?"
"Cats," Xie Lian confirmed. "They were so hyper today! But you should have seen it, San Lang. After my shower Eming was playing with the tie on your bathrobe—"
"Gege was wearing my robe?" Hua Cheng interjected.
"San Lang's robe is the comfiest," Xie Lian stated innocently. "Anyway, Eming started pawing at the tie, and his claw snagged in it, and the whole thing fell down!"
Xie Lian gave an awkward chuckle, but he abruptly cut himself off when Hua Cheng hummed with keen interest and he seemed to realize what he'd said.
"You're right, gege," he murmured. "I should have seen that."
Xie Lian's breath audibly hitched. Hua Cheng felt a little guilty for teasing him, but it was all in good fun and he knew Xie Lian wouldn't hold it against him. Plus a not-so-small part of Hua Cheng enjoyed the sound of him getting flustered.
"San Lang!" he moaned in dismay. "That isn't what I meant."
"Gege is blushing."
"I am not!"
"I can hear it."
"No you can't!"
Hua Cheng burst out laughing and Xie Lian groaned. If he'd been at home during this conversation, Hua Cheng would have had a pillow thrown at his face by now.
"Sorry, gege. If it makes you feel better, you basically caught me naked when you called."
There was a pause. Hua Cheng's eyebrow rose as he heard Xie Lian inhale.
"You are?"
Now that was interesting. Xie Lian was often quick to change the subject when the discussion inched towards the risqué. Intrigued, Hua Cheng decided to press a little in the same way Xie Lian often unknowingly tormented him: with ambiguity.
"Mhm," Hua Cheng said softly. "I just got out of the shower. I'm still a little damp, actually."
"Y-You are?"
"Yeah. My hair is still dripping a little. I can feel it rolling down my skin."
Hua Cheng's lips curled into a grin as he heard rustling and a semi-distant gasp, as though Xie Lian had fumbled his phone. That was probably what actually happened, too.
When Xie Lian spoke again, his voice was clearly straining to sound normal. "You should get dressed. Aren't you cold?"
Hua Cheng found it adorable.
"What's the rush? Talking with gege always makes me feel warm, anyway."
Xie Lian made a muffled sound, like he had pressed his lips tightly together to hold it in. Hua Cheng heard him take a deep breath. Inhale, exhale.
"I feel warm talking to San Lang, too," Xie Lian said.
"Is that a good thing?"
"I think so."
Silence. Though Hua Cheng had been teasing just to fluster his boyfriend a little, Xie Lian's reactions hit differently than usual. He wasn't exactly shying away from the direction the conversation was taking this time. Hua Cheng decided to test him a little.
"Is gege thinking about how I look right now?" Hua Cheng had erased the teasing tone from his voice in favor of a gentle coaxing of honesty.
Xie Lian's soft gasp gave rise to goosebumps on Hua Cheng's skin. He rolled his lower lip between his teeth, anticipating the answer.
"Yes," Xie Lian admitted in a small voice. "Sorry."
"Why are you sorry?" Hua Cheng asked. "Please don't be. Gege finds me attractive enough to think about when he's alone. I'm on cloud nine."
"Isn't it almost like invading your privacy?"
"Is that what you think?" Hua Cheng's eyebrows rose in surprise. "Your thoughts are your own. They can go wherever you want them to. There's nothing to be ashamed of." Hua Cheng stood up, flinging his towel onto a nearby chair before he climbed onto the bed and settled on the duvet, supine. "My heart is yours, gege. My body is also yours. You can think about me however you please."
"I think about you all the time." Xie Lian gave a nervous, almost watery laugh. "So much, it sometimes scares me."
"You can think about me, gege. I want you to think about me." Hua Cheng said, low and gravelly. "I'm thinking about you, too. While I'm lying here on this bed all alone. I wish you were here with me."
Xie Lian's next few breaths were discernably shaky.
"Did you get dressed now?" he asked weakly.
"No. I want you to see me like this, too."
"Like what?"
Hua Cheng swallowed, closing his eyes as he felt an all-too-familiar throbbing between his legs. He wasn't about to start touching himself again, not when this was the furthest their talk has ever gotten on the subject of sexuality. Even if they were being vague, they both were aware of what was going on, and Hua Cheng pointed it out.
"I think you know what."
For a few heartstopping seconds Hua Cheng waited for a reaction. Then—
"I…want to hear San Lang say it."
Hua Cheng's cock twitched against his belly. He was rock hard, leaking precome like he hadn't just taken care of himself in the shower.
"Gege," Hua Cheng groaned softly. "I'm so fucking hard for you."
The quiet whimper from the other side of the call went straight to Hua Cheng's groin like a physical touch.
"San Lang, I…"
Xie Lian sounded hesitant and Hua Cheng was terrified he'd gone too far. Panicking his beloved was the last thing he wanted to do.
"You don't have to do anything about it," he reassured him. "I'm not trying to pressure you. I just don't want to hide it from you."
"I-I know. Thank you, San Lang."
"Is it too much? Should I not have said anything?"
"It's not that," Xie Lian said emphatically. "It's just…something I need to get used to. I should do that much for you."
"No, gege," Hua Cheng gently admonished. "You should do it for you. I do want things to happen between us. So badly. But I want you to want it, too."
"San Lang is so good to me, so patient. I don't deserve you."
"You deserve everything I have and more, love."
"You're making me blush."
"I know. You blush beautifully."
They fell into a comfortable silence. Hua Cheng's erection was still present but easier to ignore when he focused on Xie Lian.
"I do want some things," Xie Lian said at length. "I just don't know the words to ask for them."
"We can work on that. I want to love every part of you with every part of me someday."
Xie Lian made a small sound in the back of his throat.
"San Lang?" Xie Lian asked, breathy and soft.
The sensual way he said his name was so far removed from Xie Lian's usual manner. Hua Cheng knew Xie Lian didn't even realize he was doing it.
"Yes, gege?" Hua Cheng's pitch naturally lowered in response to Xie Lian's tone.
"I…need to do some thinking." Xie Lian sounded distracted.
"Now?"
There was a rustling, most likely the sound of Xie Lian shifting against bedsheets.
"Y-Yeah."
Hua Cheng had lived with Xie Lian long enough to be able to read him pretty well, even in situations that they'd never traversed together before. Right now, he would have bet his right eye that Xie Lian planned to do some touching as well as thinking once he was off the phone. The thought was intensely erotic, but Hua Cheng didn't want to scare him.
"Okay, gege. If you need me for anything at all, don't hesitate to call back."
"Okay."
"I mean it," Hua Cheng reiterated, "anything."
"Okay, San Lang." The sound of his name passing Xie Lian's lips was breathless. Hua Cheng's blood felt hotter.
"Sweet dreams, love," Hua Cheng whispered.
The call ended, and Hua Cheng's head tipped back into the pillows with a groan.
"Fuck."
Visions of Xie Lian pleasuring himself filled Hua Cheng's head for a good while, and he did not sleep until he had done the same.
❀ ❀ ❀
Xie Lian's call the next night was charged with a tension that was apparent as soon as they exchanged their hellos.
"Did you sleep well?" Hua Cheng's question, while innocent, came with heavy implication that would not be lost on his boyfriend. Not after their discussion the previous night.
"Y-Yes!" Xie Lian blurted. "I did some thinking and went to sleep right away."
"That's good to hear," Hua Cheng said amicably. "May I ask what you were thinking about? Maybe I can offer some insight?"
When Xie Lian's breath noticeably stilled for a second, Hua Cheng felt something dark and hungry stirring inside.
"I was…thinking about us. About you."
"I see," Hua Cheng said. "How did that make you feel? Restless?"
Hua Cheng could hear his heart pounding in his ears while he waited for Xie Lian to say something. He didn't really understand why it felt so vital to coax this information out of him now, while he was away from home.
"Hn," Xie Lian grunted. "San Lang gave me a lot to think about."
Maybe it was just easier for Xie Lian to open up like this.
"I was thinking about you too, after we hung up," Hua Cheng admitted.
"You were?"
"Yes." Hua Cheng decided to push his luck by being a bit more forward. "Did gege enjoy himself as much as I did?"
Hua Cheng knew his message had been heard loud and clear when Xie Lian whimpered softly. He had no idea what it did to Hua Cheng to hear him make sounds like that.
"It sounds like you did," Hua Cheng continued, lightly teasing.
"San Laaaang…"
Xie Lian's obvious embarrassment evoked images of his cheeks dusted with an alluring shade of pink.
"What is it, love?"
"Don't tease me."
"Would gege prefer me to be more direct?"
Hua Cheng grinned at Xie Lian's sputtering on the other end of the line.
"Direct how?" Xie Lian asked cautiously.
"I'm lying in bed again. I'm naked," Hua Cheng said, looking down at the familiar sight of his erection resting against his belly. "Thinking about you pleasuring yourself turns me on."
That might have been a bit too direct, but Hua Cheng felt vindicated when Xie Lian let out a breathy "Oh."
"Did gege make himself come last night before sleeping?"
Hua Cheng spent a few moments thinking he wasn't going to get an answer, but then—
"Mhm," Xie Lian uttered quietly.
Hua Cheng's hand, which had been resting loosely against his abdomen, curled into a fist to keep himself from grabbing his cock right then and there. He could feel his own pulse there as it ached to be touched.
"Fuck, gege," he groaned. "You're going to be the death of me."
"S-San Lang? What?"
Hua Cheng couldn't help but puff a laugh at Xie Lian's startled reaction. He was so cute Hua Cheng wanted to devour him.
"I want you so badly I can barely function sometimes." Hua Cheng's voice was rough with lust. "Are you lying in bed?"
Xie Lian's strangled whine made Hua Cheng's heart race. Hua Cheng wet his dry lips, then proceeded to tell his beloved exactly what was on his mind.
"I hope you are. I want to fuck you, pressing you into the bed. Our bed, gege. I want to take you right there. Making you come again and again."
He could hear Xie Lian's shaky breaths coming faster.
"San Lang…"
"Should I stop talking about it?"
"No!" Xie Lian burst out, and it was Hua Cheng's turn to gasp at the sheer emotion in that one syllable. His boyfriend sucked in a deep breath before speaking again. "No, San Lang. I want to hear…what you think about."
"I think about all the ways, all the positions I could fuck you. I want to fill you up, so deeply that it feels like we're a part of each other." Hua Cheng paused, listening to the heavy breathing on the other end of the call. It made his skin prickle in delight. He wanted to feel those breaths on his skin. "Is gege going to touch himself again tonight?"
"Nn…"
"Is that a yes?" Hua Cheng purred, grinning like a fool.
"You already know, so why ask?" Xie Lian grumbled petulantly.
Hua Cheng's grin widened. He was a fool. A fool deeply in love with this man.
"Then…do you need any help?"
"W-What?" Xie Lian squeaked in surprise. "What do you mean?"
"I mean like…well, I'd offer to send you a photo to look at later but your phone is a dinosaur," Hua Cheng said affectionately.
"My flip phone is perfectly functional," Xie Lian muttered. He sighed, the edge of his voice softening. "But…"
"Then…would gege like some suggestions?"
"Okay."
Hua Cheng blinked. He hadn't expected such swift agreement. Glancing down at his neglected cock, he wondered if Xie Lian was in a similar state. The thought made him tremble.
"First, I need to ask you something. Do you ever use your fingers? You know, inside?"
"Sometimes," Xie Lian admitted. Hua Cheng could practically hear his flushed cheeks through the phone. "In the shower."
"I knew you were taking a long time in there for a reason," Hua Cheng murmured teasingly.
"Don't make me hang up on you."
"Hang up later. First you'll listen. You wanted this."
Xie Lian's resulting gasp could have been a scandalized one, but the lack of a retort afterward told Hua Cheng it was a lot more likely that he was aroused by the firm tone. How interesting. Hua Cheng filed that information away for later as his cock pulsed at the possibilities it held.
"Look in the drawer on my side of the bed," Hua Cheng continued as though there had been no interruption at all. "There's a red bottle with gold lettering."
"Okay?"
Xie Lian was clearly puzzled—he would soon understand. Hua Cheng heard the sounds of movement: a creak of the bed as Xie Lian crawled across it, the indistinct rummaging through the drawer, and a huff of exertion as his boyfriend sat back down, presumably with the aforementioned item.
"I've got it," he announced. "This is…oh."
Xie Lian's tone changed dramatically as he apparently realized what he held in his hand.
"Mhm," Hua Cheng acknowledged. "Have you ever used lube before?"
"No…"
Hua Cheng licked his lips.
"Oh, gege, you're in for some fun."
The choked, desperate sound Xie Lian made went straight to Hua Cheng's groin. Hua Cheng sucked in a calming breath, ignoring the steady dribble of precome pooling on his stomach.
"How do I use it?" Xie Lian asked, having had to calm himself down as well, it seemed.
"It's easy," Hua Cheng said. "You can use it when you stroke your cock—" Xie Lian inhaled sharply at the word. "—and you can also get your fingers nice and wet before you put them into your tight little hole."
"San Laaaang," Xie Lian groaned weakly.
"I want you to do both of those things tonight. Imagine they're my hands, my fingers, doing those things to you."
"I-I already imagine that, San Lang."
"Fuck." Hua Cheng closed his eyes tightly to ground himself. "Do it in our bed this time. Come for me in our bed, gege."
"Yes. Yes, I will," Xie Lian said breathlessly.
"So good for me."
An impatient whine prickled his ears, and Hua Cheng knew it was time to let Xie Lian go do what he'd been told.
"I'm hanging up the phone, gege. I'm hanging up so I can touch you right now."
"O-Okay…"
As soon as the call ended, Hua Cheng cast his phone aside and gripped his shaft with near-manic fervor. It took only a few pumps for him to shoot thick ropes of semen onto his chest, coming harder than he could remember ever having done before.
❀ ❀ ❀
It was the middle of the afternoon on the final day of his business trip, and Hua Cheng was distracted. He simply couldn't forget how his relationship with Xie Lian had progressed by leaps and bounds in just a couple of nights. It wasn't that they hadn't been intimate before—they were constantly touching, cuddling, and kissing—but this was something entirely different.
Their past make out sessions and fooling around felt like child's play now, innocent next to the turn things had taken. All they needed to start the discussion, it seemed, was to separate by a few hundred miles. Ironic.
Yin Yu seemed to have noticed that something was amiss with his boss, and when he caught Hua Cheng's eye, he nodded subtly. He addressed the foreign men in the room in English—one of his personal assistant's many talents—and they started to rise from their seats.
"I called for a break," Yin Yu explained. "If you need to make a call or something, you have fifteen minutes."
He gestured to Hua Cheng's phone, which he'd been holding in his hand throughout the meeting. Perhaps it was a bit unprofessional, but he didn't care. None of them were going to argue with the richest man in the room. His phone was the only thing that had kept him in contact with Xie Lian while he was gone.
Hua Cheng nodded at Yin Yu, patting him on the shoulder as he exited the meeting room. There was a hallway with large windows on opposite ends, and he stood by one of these as he unlocked his screen.
Rolling his lower lip between his teeth, he deliberated on whether calling Xie Lian right now was a good idea or not. If he was in the middle of driving to Shi Qingxuan's place, making his phone ring could be dangerous. It was with this in mind that Hua Cheng opened his messaging app instead.
Me [13:14]: I miss you gege. I've been thinking about you all day.
Me [13:15]: I look forward to talking to you tonight.
Hua Cheng wasn't particularly trying to be suggestive with his words, but after sending his messages he wondered if Xie Lian might take them that way. If he did, depending on his reaction, perhaps it was time to take things to the next level in their relationship when Hua Cheng got back home. Perhaps they could discuss it later that night.
♡Gege♡ [13:16]: I miss you too San Lang!
♡Gege♡ [13:17]: Is everything ok? Didnt you have meetings all day?
Hua Cheng's chest swelled seeing the words of his beloved pop up on his phone. He hadn't expected Xie Lian to actually have an opportunity to answer. Hua Cheng was a lucky man. He was surely grinning like an idiot, but he couldn't have cared less.
Me [13:17]: We're just taking a break. I don't have much time but I wanted to check in.
♡Gege♡ [13:18]: San Lang is very thoughtful that is so sweet
Me [13:18]: Gege is the one who is sweet.
♡Gege♡ [13:19]: Stop it (⁄ ⁄>⁄ ▽ ⁄<⁄ ⁄)
Me [13:19]: Okay I'll just have to shower you with compliments when you call tonight.
♡Gege♡ [13:20]: You are impossible
Me [13:20]: You love me.
♡Gege♡ [13:22]: I do and thats why you get away with this nonsense
Hua Cheng chuckled to himself, momentarily ignoring everyone else making their way back into the meeting room.
Me [13:23]: I have to go now, love. I'll talk to you tonight.
♡Gege♡ [13:24]: Hope you win at the meeting
Me [13:24]: I will, so think about how you'll reward me later.
If it didn't sound suggestive before, it certainly did now. Hua Cheng unfortunately didn't have time to see what Xie Lian might have said in response to his last message. It would have to wait until after the meeting.
❀ ❀ ❀
As the minutes ticked by and 10 p.m. was fast approaching, Hua Cheng became more and more restless. His last flirty text had gone unanswered. He worried a little that Xie Lian would become too embarrassed to talk about these things with him if he pushed too far.
Hua Cheng lay on the king-size hotel bed and stared blankly at the ceiling. He was a grown man, not some hormonal teenager. It was almost shameful how single-minded he'd been behaving recently. He rubbed a hand over his face with a groan of frustration. His cock was already half-hard like some sort of Pavlovian anticipation of the time Xie Lian would call.
10 p.m. came, then went. Hua Cheng's brow furrowed. After ten minutes had passed, he wondered if he should be the one to contact Xie Lian instead, but the incoming call finally flashed on his phone screen. Hua Cheng took in a steadying breath before answering.
"Good evening, gege."
"Good evening, San Lang," Xie Lian sounded a little out of breath. "Sorry I'm late!"
"It's fine, love. Is everything all right?"
"Yes! I got a bit distracted and lost track of the time."
"Oh? Were you busy thinking about my reward? I won at the meeting, after all."
"Oh," Xie Lian said, giving a nervous little laugh. "But I don't know what San Lang wants."
If Hua Cheng didn't know any better, he would have thought Xie Lian was trying to be coy. The idea intrigued him.
"Do you want my honest answer, gege?" Hua Cheng asked, his voice low and teasing.
"What is it?" Xie Lian asked hesitantly.
"I want you to tell me what had you distracted before you called."
Xie Lian's little 'eep' was very telling when he didn't say anything else right away.
"Were you having fun by yourself? Gege, that isn't fair."
A gasp from the other end. Hua Cheng's cock twitched with interest.
"S-San Lang, please…"
"Hm?"
"I didn't," Xie Lian said haltingly. "I was trying to calm down."
"And?"
"H-Huh?"
"Are you calm, gege?"
"No," Xie Lian whimpered. "San Lang's voice…made it impossible."
Hua Cheng inhaled sharply through his nose.
"You really are going to be the death of me." His laugh was strained. "Are you in bed right now?"
"Yes…"
"Shall I help you calm down, gege? I admit I'll have to work you up a little first."
Xie Lian's only response was a shaky moan. Listening closely, Hua Cheng could hear his breaths coming harder.
"Are you already touching yourself?" Hua Cheng asked wonderingly, drifting his hand down to his belly. His hand splayed over his abs, waiting. "If you are, I'll have no choice but to do the same."
"Nn...yes, San Lang."
"Fuck, gege…" Hua Cheng wrapped a hand around his cock, already fully hard by that point. He sucked in a breath, reveling in the contact where he needed it most. "I wish I could watch you. Will you let me listen to you instead?"
"Mhm," Xie Lian's voice was breathy.
"You have no idea how sexy you sound, do you?" Hua Cheng rasped, stroking himself languidly; enough to feel, but not enough to push himself to the brink. "I want to hear all the sounds you make when you feel good."
Xie Lian's whine tingled in his ears, making Hua Cheng shiver in delight. He closed his eyes, listening closely to Xie Lian's soft panting, imagining him pumping his cock in the same rhythm. Hua Cheng's strokes naturally matched pace.
Xie Lian's moans were interspersed with his breathing, and Hua Cheng latched onto every one. They caressed his ears like a physical touch, adding to the pleasure of stimulating his cock.
"S-San Lang sounds nice, too."
Hua Cheng hadn't even realized he'd been making sounds of his own. He gave a smoky laugh.
"Gege feeling good makes me feel good," he murmured huskily. "Do you have the lube nearby? Will you use your fingers for me?"
"Yes," Xie Lian gasped. "Let me—let me get it."
After a few moments of rustling noises on Xie Lian's end, he returned. Then he made a frustrated grunt.
"I have it, but how should I…"
"Put it on speaker, love. That way your hands will be free."
Hua Cheng heard the telltale sound of Xie Lian's speaker phone being enabled. It was always accompanied by the ambient sounds of the room, but it was late, and the cats were kept in their own room at night. Nothing was going to interrupt him from listening to his beloved pleasuring himself.
"Can you hear me, San Lang?"
Xie Lian's voice was quite clear. He must have still had the phone close to his face. Hua Cheng was perfectly okay with that.
"Yes, gege."
"Okay, good. Um…" Xie Lian gave a small, nervous laugh. "I never thought anyone would listen to me do this."
"Does it bother you? You don't have to," Hua Cheng assured him.
"No, no," Xie Lian said quickly, accompanied by another little laugh. "I just…should I do anything special?"
"The privilege of gege sharing this with me is the most special thing I can think of," Hua Cheng said earnestly. "But if you're looking for guidance…do you want me to talk you through it?"
"Please," Xie Lian said in quiet deference.
It made Hua Cheng's cock throb in his hand. He let go for the moment.
"You know the chair we have by the wall?"
"Yes?" Xie Lian was clearly confused by the seemingly unrelated topic.
"I'm sitting right there, gege. I am watching you right now."
"…Oh…" The gasp as understanding dawned on Xie Lian was like music to Hua Cheng's ears.
"Are you undressed?"
"Uh-huh."
"Being so good, ready to put on a show for me."
"San Laaang," Xie Lian's voice cracked with his whimper.
Hua Cheng chuckled darkly.
"Get a pillow. My pillow, actually. Straddle it and lie down. Prop your ass up so I can see it."
Xie Lian's desperate, gutteral noise as he did what he was told went straight to Hua Cheng's crotch. He bit his lip, picturing what his boyfriend must have looked like, obscenely on display for him.
"Okay," Xie Lian's voice was soft, and a bit shy.
Hua Cheng wanted to fuck him over and over until they couldn't come anymore.
"You know what to do, gege. Get your fingers nice and wet. Start with one."
He held his breath, waiting for the moment that Xie Lian would push his finger inside himself.
"Hnn!" Xie Lian groaned.
Knowing the exact reason for it was overwhelming. Hua Cheng momentarily forgot to give him instruction, simply listening to Xie Lian panting softly as he adjusted to the feeling.
"Just like that, gege," he murmured, reaching for his dripping cock. He dragged his thumb across the leaking slit, hissing in pleasure. "So sexy. I can't help but touch myself."
"San Lang…" Xie Lian whimpered.
"You're doing so well. Try adding a second finger."
Hua Cheng moaned right along with Xie Lian. The moment Xie Lian did as he was told was audible. Hua Cheng jerked himself in time with Xie Lian's breathing. It was so easy to envision himself fucking him like that.
"How many fingers has gege been able to fit before?"
"O-Only two for a long time," Xie Lian said shakily, "but…three last night."
"Fuck, you're so good for me. Do it again. Use three."
"Mmh!"
Xie Lian was so erotic making all his little sounds that Hua Cheng's skin tingled all over. He would surely combust if he could really see Xie Lian like this. For his beloved, however, Hua Cheng would willingly burn.
"It doesn't hurt, does it?"
"No," Xie Lian said breathlessly. "It's just a tight fit at first."
"Just take your time, gege. You can go faster when it relaxes. You can rub on the pillow, too. It'll feel good."
"Mm…does feel good…"
Hua Cheng's pumping gradually increased pace along with Xie Lian's moans increasing in frequency. The flushed tip of his cock was leaking a constant supply of precome that he smeared over the head, swirling it around as he heard Xie Lian make a particularly delicious cry.
"You're doing great, gege. Keep opening yourself for my cock."
When he heard that, Xie Lian whined loudly.
"San Lang, please don't tease," he uttered pitifully.
"I'm not. I will be fucking you. Get that ass ready for me."
"S-San Lang! San Lang!" Xie Lian moaned. "I-I want that! I want that so much!"
"You'll have it," Hua Cheng vowed, his voice dark with desire. "Get lots of rest before I get home, gege."
"Fuck! I'm coming!" Xie Lian sobbed, completely undone. "San Lang, I'm coming!"
That was all it took. The sound of his beloved reaching the peak of his pleasure, calling his name, pushed Hua Cheng over the edge as well.
"Me too, gege," he moaned. "Me too!"
Hua Cheng erupted in orgasm, spurting all over his hand and chest. He thrust weakly into his grip until every drop had been spent, before flopping his arms bonelessly at his sides.
For a couple of minutes there were no words, only labored breaths as they collected themselves. Cradling his phone between neck and shoulder, Hua Cheng flung an arm out to his side and reached for the towel he'd prepared in advance. He'd learned his lesson about the simplicity of cleanup the night before.
Granted, when he'd placed the towel on the bed he had no idea things would end up quite like this.
"Are you okay, love?" Hua Cheng ventured, wincing at how wrecked his voice was post-climax. He barely recognized himself.
"Mhm," Xie Lian murmured, debauched and dreamy.
Hua Cheng laughed breathlessly.
"You sound as tired as I feel."
"Mm, come to bed then, San Lang. Let's sleep."
"Gege needs to clean himself up before I cuddle him," Hua Cheng pointed out. "You don't want to feel gross in the morning."
There was a soft whine, and Hua Cheng knew the pouty face that accompanied it quite well. A fond smile curved his lips.
"If you clean up, I'll make you breakfast," Hua Cheng coaxed.
"Promise?"
"I promise."
Bribing Xie Lian with food was an effective measure that he tried not to abuse too much.
"I'm going to let you go so you can get ready for bed, gege. I'll be there soon."
"Mm," Xie Lian mumbled with a groan that most likely accompanied a stretch. "You better. Miss you."
"I miss you, too, love. It won't be long. Good night."
"G'night, San Lang."
When the call ended Hua Cheng lay there for a time, overwhelmed. He was euphoric, exhausted after what was probably the most mind-blowing orgasm of his life. Though they had become closer, he felt the physical distance between him and Xie Lian more fiercely now than at any other point during his trip. Hua Cheng was scheduled to fly back home the next day, but he wondered if he could manage to snag an earlier flight. He opened up his contacts and dialed Yin Yu.
Hua Cheng had promised Xie Lian breakfast, after all.