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[gentledawn]

This month, I will be turning twenty. [It feels like a momentous age; a shift into something new. But he has no idea how to celebrate the occasion and thus he brings his questions to the network:]

How would you celebrate a birthday? We didn't make much of a fuss about them with my Master, yet this world is different. I want to try making the day special.

Just know that I am not fond of overindulging in alcohol. Sweet wines are my favorite if I need to choose, but I have my fill of them quickly.

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[gentledawn]

[He loves holding those dear to him close; he loves feeling them in his arms and, in this case, in his body. The pleasure caused by their bodies sliding together, their nerves flaring to life is so good that he whines for more. How could he ever get enough?

Sucking on Zishu's lips and tongue, Xingchen rolls his hips hungrily, his cock hardening to a point that he needs touch.]

A-Shu, please...touch me...

[fated_dance]

[ Xingchen is certainly one of his favorite lovers. Wu Xi was fun, Bei Yuan had been a fantasy. Runyu was a delight.

His Lao Wen trumps them all, as should be expected.

He grins at the whine and the beg as those hips roll delightfully greedily. He nibbles on his lover's lips, gaze intent on those enchanting eyes. And slips a hand around to take hold of that aching arousal. Stroking with the roll of those hips, thumb rubbing over the slit. Relishing in the heavy, silky feel of this man's passion. ]

[gentledawn]

[A fantasy, you say? Xingchen wants to be a fantasy for his fox~

But of course he could never match A-Xing - and he won't try! Just as Zishu can't match his Zichen.

Again, A-Shu is sweet to him! He thrusts into that hand, timing it with each roll of his hips. Cheeks flushed, his eyes darker than their usual shade, he claims Zishu, clenching his muscles around his lover every time he is buried deep. There. Just...stay...there.]

[fated_dance]

[ That prince was one he'd fantasized about, flirted with, playfully pursued...and finally got, here in this world.

Xingchen is another kind of fantasy, and one Zishu is very happy to know and claim as many times as the sweet bunny allows.

He growls at the clenching of those muscles, happily thrusting harder up into his lover's body in answer. He nips along that lovely collarbone and up Xingchen's neck to claim a messy kiss. ]

[gentledawn]

[Stop being so adorable, Zishu. This is why Xingchen keeps running back to you when you call!

While he isn't a prince or anyone of nobility (as far as he knows anyway), he does love with all his heart.

Crying out at the harder thrust, dragging his nails down Zishu's chest, Xingchen finds himself tangled in a delightfully messy kiss. His moans are softened against Zishu's lips and he moves his hips faster, needing Zishu inside of him quicker.]

[fated_dance]

[ Never! Zishu loves how his sweet rabbit keeps running back to him.

And Xingchen is far more of a prince than Prince Jin could ever hope or dream to be. Blood doesn't matter when it comes to the goodness of one's heart.

He smirks at that cry then arcs into the bite of nails, greedily claiming those lips in a kiss. The more frantic pace encourages him to tighten his hold on that throbbing arousal, careful not to squeeze to the point of pain. He wraps his free arm around his lover, helping change the angle to find that special spot. ]

[gentledawn]

[He doesn't mind being little more than a pauper. Money has never interested him; he just wants to help others. He will always hold his Master in the highest regard - above any empress, emperor, king or queen - and those he loves are dearer to him than any jewel or crown.

Catching sight of that mischievous smirk, he wrinkles his nose playfully, panting too hard to form words. Then he gives into the kiss, needing Zishu more than ever. The fire in him is rising high and he can't seem to get enough...! Zishu's small shift does it and Xingchen sobs as that special place inside of him is touched again. That's what he needs! More of that! He drives himself down onto his lover, making sure to keep the right angle.

And then his world explodes. He climaxes against Zishu's hand and his stomach, his muscles clenched tight around his lover.]

[fated_dance]

[ He presses into the kiss with a low growl, playful and mischievous as he encourages his lover to continue to move, driving them closer to completion.

And groans at the sobbing answer to his shift as that body climaxes against him. Clenching and spasming in a way that makes it impossible not to follow with a low cry of his own, hips jerking again up to bury himself as deep into his lover as he can manage. His hand continues to stroke, gently coaxing every last drop of Xingchen's climax out before he sighs in contentment and wraps his arms around the rabbit's waist, holding him close. ]

[gentledawn]

[How can he stop moving? Xingchen knows how good completion feels and he won't deny his A-Shu a second of pleasure. Trembling, helpless against the waves of bliss when his climax finally comes, he bows forward, his hands shakily cupping Zishu's cheeks. He smiles when he is filled by his lover, his body continuing to spasm as if he means to hold onto Zishu for...just a little longer.

When those arms slip around his waist, he knows his fox doesn't mind. Stealing a soft kiss, he gives him a small smile.]

I'm going to have to clean us both.