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“Hurgh…”
The heavy axe clangs loudly against the wall as Dian Wei carelessly abandoned it.
Three weeks. It’s only been three weeks since he and his crew had joined Blue Wing company, helping Cao Cao and his subordinates protect the Wei area from the sudden pandemic of bloodthirsty zombies.
What at first he had considered a highly honorable role as the head of the military district, might’ve also been the worst position he could’ve possibly gotten. Would he openly complain about it tho? Heavens no. He could as well stab his own guts than admit to being bothered by a bit of work. Curse his damnable pride but his ego could’ve never recovered after he would admit to weakness.
Speaking of which.
The pain in his right shoulder was killing him. He had accidentally strained a muscle during practice and it has made itself quite known since then. What made it worse was that Dian Wei wasn’t the type of guy that liked to relax and do nothing in his free time. He filled his spare time with exercises, weapon maintenance and workouts that pushed him to his limits. As expected this had only caused a stiffer sensation through his shoulder which slowly crawled down towards his arm.
His good throwing arm too.
Zhang Liao had once approached him at some point after Dian Wei had returned from delivering resources along with Xun Yu. He had noticed how his attacks were noticeably slower and less precise then they used to be. One time he even witnessed how Dian Wei had somehow managed to throw his axe so pathetically that even he had to turn away to not let the dawning of utter humiliation get to him. In front of the enemy too.
He had offered to cover his position for a few days while Dian Wei could rest his shoulder. To say that that statement didn’t obliterate his already bruised pride was an understatement. He had managed to politely (somehow) decline the offer while he was barely keeping himself together.
Not wanting to experience another moment of pride shattering shame, he had decided to change techniques until his shoulder was in better condition again.
“Bastards…” he muttered under his breath, posture slumped and head heavy.
Locals had been growing more demanding lately with the newest wave of the virus. Despite their aggression towards them he couldn’t hate them for wanting to survive. He could understand their frustration from personal experience. Life before working for blue wing wasn’t exactly easy. As a bandit he had to learn things that others with more comfortable lives hadn’t need to learn. Not always did he have shelter, nor did he always fall asleep with a full stomach. Aggression and dominance was necessary for survival, that he knew.
Only after many years had he found comfort in other bandits that soon turned into his friends. With his strength growing and the number of his followers rising he had finally managed to live a somewhat manageable life. That was at least until the virus. But even then, as blizzards became more common and snow buried all life beneath its frozen cape, he had his crew to keep him company.
He had his crew.
He had his family.
He had Xu Chu.
Oh how he adored that man. Xu Chu was notably the strongest member of his team. His admirable determination in wanting to help anyone he could combined with his shocking strength made him an essential ally within his team. However what truly pulled Dian Wei to Xu Chu was his gentleness.
At first he would jump away from it, the sight of those heavily scarred palms causing a feeling of dread to wash over him. He hadn’t much experienced affection when he was a young bandit, which caused him to mistake soft gestures often with attacks. Nevertheless, once he had somewhat gotten used to Xu Chu’s gentle nature, he began to actively seek it.
A melancholy sigh escaped his lips. Oh how he wished to have those gentle hands on his frame. His arms softly embraced his chest, trying to simulate that lovely warmth that he oh so dearly needed. Oh if only his adored would’ve been here...
“Boss?”
“Huh?” he looked around the hall for the source of the voice, just to spot a strongly build, tall, handsome figure approaching him from behind.
“Boss, are you feeling alright?” His dark voice laced with softness and worry. Emerald eyes looked over his body, stopping on healed wounds, scars and cuffs. From the corner of his own eyes he could see how strong hands tried to reach him, but stopping themselves once they got to close.
“I…” He wasn’t quite sure what he wanted to say. On one hand he didn’t want to openly admit to weakness. His pride had been wounded enough. Not to mention that the two were standing in a public hall, allowing anyone to listen in to the conversation. On the other hand, before him stood his most trusted friend, a man that had willingly thrown himself before Dian Wei in battle so his leader wouldn’t suffer the blow. Unlike with the head of blue wing or his other companions, it was hard to lie to him. His gentle eyes and comforting voice always made him choke on his own tongue.
His gaze landed on those scarred hands again. Calloused and bruised from many years on the field. “I'm alright Xu Chu.” he managed to choke out. He hated how his own voice betrayed his feelings.
Xu Chu hummed. It was clear from his expression that he wasn’t convinced by Dian Wei’s words.
A surge of shame began to crawl through Dian Wei. His posture stiffened, pauldrons shifting and clacking against the cuirass as he pulled his armor as closely to his body as possible. His hands balled into fists and squeezed tightly, His stance defensive. He couldn’t show any sign of pain, that would be a weakness for an enemy to exploit. He closed his eyes and turned his head away. He couldn’t be vulnerable. If he were he would be a coward. What use would he be if he couldn’t fight? What use would he be to Blue Wing if couldn’t lead a military?
His only purpose is to be a warrior, he told himself years ago. Back when he was young.
The cruel exploit the weak but quiver before the strong. And he had to be the strongest. He was the strongest. He had to be. If it wasn’t for him, who would his followers lead?
He prided himself over his strength and agility. He was capable of swinging his axe in swirls and patters only a champion could replicate. He was the icon of his movement that everyone looked up to. He was strong, brave, sharp and proud.
Until the pain in his shoulder reminded him again and again.
He was not.
And that scared him.
As his thoughts drifted he hadn’t registered how his body softly shook, his muscles painfully stiffening. Managing to somewhat escape his own mind, he was planning on simply grabbing his weapon and returning to the training hall. However before he even managed to take his first step, gentle familiar weights rested on his shoulders, bringing his attention to the man standing behind him.
Worry was written all over that soft face, those vivid green eyes showering his face with reassurance. Dian Wei felt shame crawl over him again. What kind of leader made his own people worry about his condition? His body actively tried rejecting the touch, wanting him to shoo those soft hands away, telling Xu Chu to leave it and turn away. But for some reason the thought of losing the securing weight only made him want to pull the other closer. Dian wei cursed that desperate feeling.
“Hey, um…”
The sound of a grounding voice snapped him back to where he was.
His gaze returned to Xu Chu’s face, recognizing a faint pinkness forming on the others cheeks. The other man seemed somewhat hesitant, or rather, shy. Their gazes locked onto the other for just a fraction of a moment before Xu Chu turned away, fist hovering above his own chest as if to calm himself.
As the silence between them stretched to an almost uncomfortable length, Dian Wei could’ve sworn he heard the strong repeating rhytm of a heartbeat ring in his ears. The problem was that he couldn’t quite tell if it came from his own chest, or the one next to him.
“Boss I uh…” Xu Chu managed to muster, trying to appear stoic but failing at it miserably. “I… It would mean a lot to me if I could help you.”
Despite only having a surface level relationship, Xu Chu knew very well that he had to pick his words carefully. Dian Wei was a man that was quick to punch if he felt like his pride was on the line. He was quick to anger, and even quicker to act. After all his legendary temper wasn’t so widely known for no reason.
“I know you probably have a lot on your mind right now, with the deliveries and stuff, but it won’t hurt taking a short break, right?” He send him an inviting smile, his calloused hands still resting on Dian Wei’s shoulders.
Usually Dian Wei would’ve replied with a scoff before declining the offer, but he again found it hard to decline. “Yes I… suppose a short break is in order. I could take a moment to relax.” He replied, suddenly very aware how tight his armor felt against his beating heart. “Do you have any plans for the evening?”
Xu Chu’s face lit up at the question, the tightness in his brows relaxing and his features turning softer. That soft pink still stained his white cheeks. “Me and Zhang He were planning on taking some beverages from the old cellar. No one is really guarding that stuff so we usually just grab something from there whenever we like. It would be nice if you joined me for sundown. How’s that sound?”
That actually didn’t sound half-bad Dian Wei realized. A glint of his hesitation still lingered despite all, but at this point his mood for training had long been gone the moment Xu Chu appeared before him. Finally he shrugged his shoulders, a faint smile cracking itself on his scarred face.
“Yes, that would be lovely.”
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Dian Wei’s quarters were surprisingly small compared to what Xu Chu expected. Knowing his leader’s ego he was convinced Dian Wei had claimed a room the size of a gothic barn. However in contrast to what it wasn’t, the space definitely felt lived in. The pristine white walls were hidden behind fabrics that he used to carry during the winter. The bed was a simple single mattress, overflowing with blankets and pillows, making his resting space look more like a cuddle nest. Trinkets and weapons of all shapes and sizes filled every empty corner of the room, some emiting a delicate shimmer over the space.
Attached to the lively living space was a balcony, which acted more of an entrance to the deck of the building. The ladders where attached to the railing of the balcony, hidden away by the large building itself, unlike most of the private quarters. There, on the rooftop, two figures laid, minds drifting through fog and stomachs warm from alcohol.
White broad fingers brought the throat of the bottle to white lips, the taste of sweet and bitter swirling on the tongue before being swallowed. Xu Chu sighed disappointingly. The alcohol itself was rather weak, not able to gift him with that calming drunkenness he had hoped for. Nevertheless, since it was so weak, he had a proper reason to stretch out Dian Wei’s break for a bit longer
“So,” Xu Chu turned to gaze at the figure nest to him. “how are the deliveries going?”
“Roughly.” Dian Wei single wordedly replied, mind half drunk. “How’s the field work?”
“Hard but rewarding.” he huffed in return.
With a heavy hand he placed the bottle aside and placed his palms over his chest, bathing in the dawn’s glow. “We managed to uncover some soil under the ice, however it won’t be enough to sustain a village. I’ve already spoken with the locals on how they wish to go from there. Most said they want to try to utilize what managed to be saved while more could be uncovered. So that’s what we’re doing…”
“Hmm.”
The warm orange glow of the sun painted the sky in shades of magenta and navy blue as it disappeared behind the horizon. The first twinkle of stars already began to decorate the young night sky, the world around them turning quieter. One by one did the streetlights begin to shine, its light reflecting against the underbelly of the Blue Wing company building.
The two silently swam in their atmosphere, letting aches soothe and bodies feel.
Eventually, Dian Wei lifted his heavy eyelids, his gaze locked on the bare sky. Back when he was young, a deep fascination of stars had grown within him. Whenever the moon had begun its reign over the night sky, he would sneak into libraries of high ranking locals and try to memorize the constellations drawn upon pages. It used to fill his small heart with a warmth that nothing could replicate. Unfortunately, as he grew older, that warmth was replaced with numbness.
Over the years he had tried to find that familiar feeling from his past, trying to resurrect emotions from a simpler time, without success. In the end, he had given up on trying to catch long gone feelings, that he wasn’t meant to be. He wasn’t young and naive anymore and clinging to the past wasn’t going to make the loneliness disappear. So he stopped trying. At least that’s what he thought, until Xu Chu came along.
And there was that sensation again.
Except it was different from what he knew as a simple boy.
He’d feel a warm sensation coming from his gut, slowly spreading to his rib-cage with a fluttering sensation. Soon enough his chest plate would seem too tight for him, heart proudly beating against his muscle, and lungs welcoming cool air as if he had never breathed purer before. His hands and face would become warm to the touch, accompanied by the tint of soft reds and pinks under his eyes.
Dian Wei couldn’t quite tie the sensation to no particular reason, except that his friend was the cause of it. At some point he had approached Zhang He and Xu Huang for answers, only to receive a disbelieved eye-roll from Xe Huang and Zhang He reminiscing how lovely it would be to be younger again.
He’d gruff and huff about his lack of answers, however one thing was clear.
He enjoyed it.
Loved it, he even realized.
And now, here he lied with his adored friend, minds half drunk and bodies relaxing by sundown. He hadn’t even realized his gaze had wandered to the other, taking in the details of the man’s frame. The lighting shined onto Xu Chu from a lower angle, making even his most shallow cuts and dents visible to the naked eye. Most of his plating was a clean pearly white, stained and scratched from years of hard labor. It contrasted his own own armor which was a rich deep black.
His gaze shifted again, landing on one of the broad well sculpted arms. Curiosity tugged on his mind, beckoning to examine. With gentle sharp fingers, he wrapped his palm around the white wrist and pulled it to himself. Xu Chu’s hands were larger than his own, which was something he expected but was still surprised by.
Pressing his own scarred palm against the other’s calloused one allowed him to feel and experience the soft imperfections of Xu Chu’s caused by his strength. The skin was thick and hardened, making the edges of soft cuts quite feelable under fingertips. Dian wei grazed his thumb over the width of the palm, feeling long hasty lines carved into the surface. Rope burns, he’d realized.
Then he felt the larger hand graze his own. Dian Wei’s hands were somewhat softer than the others, but were much more scarred than anything. Deep clean scars decorated the under and upper side of his hands, the marks of weaponry he once wielded during confrontations. The tips of his fingers were worn down after years of use, now long sharp claws that he used to slash and choke his enemies.
The lighter palm’s fingers gently soothed in between gaps, encouraging to let the sharp claws spread. Fingers began to weave and braid, intertwining themselves into an affectionate lock, that no key would dare to open.
His eyes lifted, emerald meeting peridot, locking with a pair filled with awe and adoration.
With their faces so close and their hands intertwined, he fought the urge of showering that gentle smile with adoration and complements. His thighs nervously rubbed together, body that was starved now begging, aching for the most gentle touch. He knew he shouldn’t, no, he had to stop denying. Stop denying the feeling, stop rejecting the need for intimacy, stop pushing himself away from what he desired.
This was his opportunity.
“Xu Chu?”
“Yeah?”
He couldn’t waist it.
“I want to…” he began to whisper, only for shame to crawl back onto the surface. No, no, that wasn’t shame. He knew what shame felt like, this was, lords help him, this was different. This wasn’t shame. This was shyness. He was shy.
“Boss?”
“P-pardon me I…” He swallowed. “I’m having a hard time with my thoughts.”
A soft giggle bubbled from the drunken man. “I’ve noticed.”
“Hmph.”
Despite the irritated grumble coming from him, Xu Chu knew that there was no malice hidden behind it. That’s just how Dian Wei was. He’d growl and snarl but he never bit unless his pride had been bruised.
Slowly he untangled his hands from the cage of Dian Wei’s fingers, earning him a dissatisfied sound from the leader, before placing it onto the line of the other man’s waist. Upon letting his palm implement itself into the surprisingly seductive curve above his hip, Xu Chu felt like his heart might jump straight out of his chest. His hand fit perfectly there, like a missing piece finally finding its place. The armor that covered his sides was thin and bendable, letting him feel the warm curvature beneath. And by the heavens was it godly. Not once before had it acured to him how shapely build Dian Wei was, but that was mostly due to all the heavy armor he wore.
“Are you listening?”
“huh?” His eyes returned to the other mans face, a pleased smirk on the others face as clarity slowly returned to him.
“I asked what’s so interesting.” He leaned himself on an elbow and placed his head upon his knuckles. “You seemed quite entranced.”
“Ah.” His hand softly squeezed Dian Wei’s side to bring him back to reality. The alcohol might’ve been weak, but it definitely was working. “Oh, y’know, just admiring you.”
“Admiring me?”
“Yeah. You’re pretty.”
“Is that so?”
Xu Chu nodded. Palm gently grazing back and forth Dian Wei’s side. His thumb drew lazy circles over the mesh, feeling the slight bumps of ribs beneath his fingertips.
“My, careful now, you might draw a girlish blush out of me.” Dian Wei’s chest thrummed warmly as he let out a playful chuckle.
“I’m being serious…”
Their gazes locked once again. Xu Chu easily recognized the shocked look on the others face. He seemed hesitant. Both were if they had to be honest. He could tell that Dian Wei wasn’t going to go forward first, his pride was stopping him, so he did instead.
“I think you’re pretty, talented, fierce, brave…” He hummed. “You’re a responsible leader, a brilliant fighter… Cao Cao should be glad he has you on his team. Otherwise he wouldn't be able to keep up with the infected ones...”
“You’re just saying it because you’re drunk.” he stuttered.
“So? That just means I’m more truthful about it.”
May the lords come down and save him. Dian Wei bit the inside of his cheek. His heart felt like it was on a roller coaster, plummeting straight down Mt. Everest. His armor felt too tight again, all his organs feeling like they’ve been taken over by a swarm of butterflies. Ignoring the worried muffle coming from Xu Chu and the straining stiffness in his shoulder, he brought himself up to sit and look down onto his knees.
This felt like too much already and all he did was complement him. He pressed one of his hands against his chest piece, trying to calm the heavy beating rhythm behind it, while his other hand cupped his warm and flustered face. This whole idea was a mistake. He shouldn’t have come here. He should have-
chu
A gentle kiss was placed onto his bruised knuckles, white soft lips pressed delicately on his armor, as if he were made of glass. His hand rested protectively between Xu Chu’s, held in place as if it were to disappear if it was let go, but also with the utmost care. Like wedding rings on a soft cushion.
Time seemed to stop as Dian Wei’s eyes were locked on Xu Chu’s face, feeling his warm breath on the tips of his fingers. Xu Chu emerald eyes remained locked on the scarred black hand. They looked concentrated. They were sharp with precision but still drunkenly soft with affection. Any thought that had before grazed the leader’s mind was now replaced with silence, mind, eyes and body taking in the picture before him. His most loyal guard and friend, that he adores, bathed in the hiding sun’s glow, with his scarred deadly hands, cradled near the others face.
He might as well close his eyes and never wake up again.
His dreaming daze seemed to have no end, until Xu Chu looked up at him again. White holy hands resting upon the strong ones lap, his own still being held warmly inbetween.
“Xu-”
“Dian Wei… I’ve been keeping something hidden from myself for a long time.” His voice was firm, but oh so delicate.
“And I’m getting tired of keeping it secret anymore.”
A strong nervous squeeze brought Dian Wei’s attention to his protected hand. He squeezed back, reassuring him to go on.
“Boss I...
I love you… and it’s getting harder for me to pretend that I don’t. My heart aches every time I hear your voice, calling out my name, or your hands, reaching for mine. I know it means nothing to you. You probably don’t even remember it. But I do. I remember. Because they mean the world to me…”
He swallowed thickly.
“I’m aware that I’m asking for a lot. That I am selfish for daring to ask for more than I am worth of having. But if you choose not to, I will never bring it up again. We will live our lives as if this never happened and I’ll continue to be loyal by your side as no more than your guard.
But please… I need to have an answer…
May I stay by your side, not as a friend, but as your lover?”
Silence.
Xu Chu couldn’t dare look up. He couldn’t. He already knew the answer.
How could he even? He was just a simple farmer. He was nobody. And Dian Wei was everything anyone had ever wished to be. He was a leader, the most fierce the Wei region has had witnessed in years. And now he, covered in dirt and musk, dared to sit here and ask for his leaders companionship?
As the silence dragged on, Xu Chu figured Dian Wei’s silence was the best answer he could get. His hands loosened their grip, releasing the black clawed hand of his leader. He looked to the side, the rising moon kissing his cheek with silver.
“i’m sorry… I shouldn’t have-” he muttered, lifting one knee to stand, before scarred palms grabbed his face and pulled him down for
A kiss.
A silent light yet heavy kiss.
His emerald eyes wide in disbelief and shock, as he came face to face with the other, light gray lips upon his white ones. Firm clawed hands held the sides of his helm, holding him in place. Xu Chu’s mind raced through the drunken fog in his mind as he registered the deadly hands, capable of ending lives in their ferocious grip, now soothing his helm with utmost care.
After a moment of realization, his own battle worn hands hovered towards Dian Wei’s head, letting its remarkable V shaped helm rest its weight upon them. Dian Wei hummed satisfied.
Their kiss soon fell apart. Their warm breaths mingled between them, softly fogging their armor. With their arms locked around the other they didn’t dare move, not wanting to shorten this quiet moment. Dian Wei’s hands slowly trailed down the others help and chest, finding their new place behind Xu Chu’s lower spine. Xu Chu on the other hand was content in the position he already was. His scarred hands cradling the others heavy helm. Seeing his leader’s hooded peridot eyes, he seemed to dearly appreciate the support.
Soon enough Xu Chu felt a claw near his tied hair, letting it loose and flow down his neck before gently combing it through. His attention remained on the dark hand playing with his locks before a whispered reply brought it back to Dian Wei’s face.
“You may.”
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How and when the two had landed in Dian Wei’s bed, neither was really sure nor did they care as their bodies intertwined in a hungry dance.
What had surprised Xu Chu was his leaders and now lovers demand to be on the receiving end. He had expected Dian Wei to want to take on the more dominant role, wishing to give the most heavenly pleasures to the ones he beds. However it turns out that the darker mech didn’t seem to mind being manhandled and molded to whatever Xu Chu desired. Regardless, Xu Chu had no reason to complain.
And neither did Dian Wei.
Currently his dark body was splayed across his bed, chest rising and falling with each heavy breath and his legs spread wide to accommodate Xu Chu’s larger body. One of his broad hands held onto one of the dark thighs, feeling tense muscles beneath his fingers as he drew lazy circles with his thumb. The other hand rested above the golden spikes of Dian Wei’s helm, pinning down his lover’s clawed hands.
Long black curly hair hung like vines of a willow tree down Xu Chu’s shoulders and neck, creating a shadow between the two’s faces.
Dian Wei seemed highly pleased of himself as his lovers back was decorated in scratches of deadly claws, prompting Xu Chu to jail his hands for the time being. The large blade like wings on his back proudly fluttered whenever a new mark appeared on the other’s white armor. His ego bloomed every time the larger one of them huffed about the marks. Now everyone could see to who this powerful warrior belonged to.
“You seem quite proud of yourself.” Xu Chu huffed, noticing Dian Wei’s playful gaze.
A dark chuckle escaped the darker mans throat, shifting slightly to rub his pelvis against the others. His smirk widened upon being rewarded with a soft gasp. Spit, sweat and golden streaks made their huffing bodies shine like a galaxy full of stars, their glow of their eyes illuminating each other.
Soon enough their tough facades broke within seconds just as the others before, desperation taking them over, and faces meeting again.
Xu Chu never deemed himself as a rough lover, quite the opposite actually. His power and his size made him very aware of how easily he could break something even if he didn’t want to. In his past, he was beyond careful, showering and praising bodies weaker than his own with gentle caresses and faint brushes of lips upon skin.
But Dian Wei was different.
As the two fought for dominance with their mouths, Dian Wei didn’t seem to care at all at the heavy weight pinning him down onto the mattress. In fact, those deadly shapely black legs hooked themselves behind Xu Chu’s waist, actively pushing him closer to himself. At first Xu Chu was hesitant to step in between those meaty thighs, afraid his lack of restraint would harm his lover.
But now, with Dian Wei growing impatient beneath him, his hips rubbing the black pelvis into the material beneath.
“Mmmph! Mngh… hmnaahh~…” Dark grey lips whimpered inbetween kisses, growing in volume and need with each rough hump. “G-go harder-aahh~..”
Xu Chu easily gave into the request, pulling himself up to better rut against the other.
A string of spittle connected their lips, stretching as Xu Chu lifted himself, before snapping.
Emerald eyes gazed down into peridot ones before hips roughly clashed into another. The lighter hand released its grip from the golden wrists in favor for the black thighs, lifting them higher and resting them onto rounded shoulder pauldrons. The new position seemed to be a good change as Dian Wei’s whimpers turned into moans and pleas.
Dark grey hands grabbed onto the sides of the bed, claws ripping through the silk of bed sheets and blankets. The red bladed wings on Dian Wei’s back shyly folded and tried to hind behind the black armor, but being unable to due to large white thighs blocking their way. With each hump a quiet uh-uh-uh came as a reward.
Xu Chu’s attention remained fully locked upon Dian Wei’s frame. Every detail and every twist of his body pulling him in. The way his torso twisted during a pull on his thighs, the way his eyes rolled back and closed when his heavy palm pressed onto his soft stomach. Speaking of which…
The curve of Dian Wei’s waist was intoxicating. Even before this, the leader’s hour glass figure was quite the eye candy to some, but now being able to feel the tensing of muscles and thrumming of a strong heart beneath his palm was a gift from heaven itself.
“Aghhnn~…huff~ X-Xu Chu.. please..!”
The soft caress of Dian Wei’s hand and whimpers, brought him out of his trance, only now taking in the roughness with which he was humping against the other. He slowly came to a stop, hips carefully shifting as a uniquely warm feeling covered his crotch and upper thighs. He leaned forward, climbing up Dian Wei’s body until their faces where centimeters away from each other again.
Leaning on his elbows, Xu Chu held Dian Wei’s helm in his hands, softly whispering.
“B-boss? Are you alright? D-did I do something wrong? Was it to rough? I-I’m sorry I didn’t realize-” Dark gray fingers softly pressed against his lips, shushing him from his concerned rambling.
“Please.. don’t tease me anymore.. huff I can’t take it..”Dian Wei replied, his voice laced with desperation and need, a light shiver going through his body.
“please I… I need you.. inside me…”
A deep blush overtook Xu Chu’s face as it once again hit him where he was and why he was here. Whatever words he had wanted to say earlier where now deeply stuck in his throat, as the only thing he could do was continue further. And so he did.
Taking and deep breath and swallowing whatever else he wanted to say, his light arms hooked themselves under Dian Wei’s knees, pulling them up and apart. Dian Wei quickly understood the objective as he took hold of his legs, pulling them to his heavy bust. Needy peridot eyes watched as that beautifully build body breathed before him, belly warm and clenching on nothing,
White armor flexed as Xu Chu tried removing his thighs from beneath Dian Wei’s pelvis, the white armor suddenly tensing above Dian Wei. It had turned out that the unique warmth from earlier was accompanied with a gentle moisture that was stuck on both their pelvic plates.
Perplexed, Xu Chu’s calloused fingers gently gathered the slickness off of his thigh, feeling the soft stickiness between his fingertips as he rubbed them together. Quickly enough he seemed to realize from where its origins came from as his attention wandered to the black armor before him.
Embarrassment flooded through Dian Wei like a broken dam, causing him to squeeze his legs together and try to hide his face away.
“I…” he quietly began to mutter something, trying his best not to sound too ashamed.
“I have to show you something…” His hands let go of his knees as they wandered down his body towards his skirt plate. “promise you won’t laugh…” his voice sounded so small, so vulnerable, Xu Chu ached to kiss that sweet face again.
“I-I won’t.” He quickly replied, sitting back on his calves. “I promise.”
A moment of uneasy silence followed, floating heavily in the air between the two.
Xu Chu’s thoughts raced with the possibilities of what Dian Wei wanted to show him. Perhaps it was an old would that hadn’t healed properly and left an ugly reminder. No it couldn’t be that. Dian Wei was the last person to ever feel self conscious about his scars. Maybe an old tattoo? Everyone had some embarrassing reminder of their adrenaline filled youth, he wouldn’t be surprised if Dian Wei also got some old reminders to not make stupid decisions.
Nervously, Dian Wei hooked his shaky fingers under the edges of the skirt piece, lifting it and revealing his upper legs and pelvic armor. He watched with expectant yet hesitant eyes as Xu Chu’s emerald eyes immediately gazed down upon his revealed body, the gears in his head slowly turning.
Going down the black strong thighs were beads of moisture, drawing long lines down the armor and gathering on the bed. Looking closely Xu Chu recognized the source of the moisture came from Dian Wei’s panel which happened to be right on the underside of his pelvis. Gently smearing away a bead with his finger from a shivering thigh, Xu Chu rubbed it between his fingers, testing its slick yet oddly sticky nature. Looking up Xu Chu was met with a pair of shy green pearls, observing his slicked fingers.
Returning his attention at the task at hand, Xu Chu realised something.
His panel was in the wrong place.
Unlike his own panel that was hidden at the front of his pelvis, Dian Wei’s panel was on the underside, safely tucked away between his thighs. Xu Chu cocked his helm to the side as he though for a moment. Was this why his new lover felt so ashamed? Well yes it was a bit odd, but he wouldn’t laugh at him for it.
He send his lover a soft smile and gently stroked his leg to reassure everything was alright. However Dian Wei didn’t seem to be fully convinced as he send a small smile back. Xu Chu’s confusion and worry grew more at that.
Returning to the panel Xu Chu didn’t find anything weird about it. Yes it was in the wrong place, but outside of that nothing was out of place. The panel was still in prime condition, with no scratches or scarring on it, clearly it wasn’t used often, safely hidden away from anyone’s sight. Thinking about it, the bolt gundam remembered some of his former lovers having simular panels, both in placement and shape. He still remebered how to open them too. However instead of revealing a member such as his own, they always revealed the soft petals of a-
Oh.
Oh.
Warmth quickly returned to his face as his sudden realization hit him like a train. He gazed up, seeing Dian Wei had noticed the other finally understanding one of his most guarded secrets.
He looked away, Dian Wei’s already flustered face turning a shade deeper and hands covering his face to protect himself from shame. His legs began to retract and close, hiding away his panel from view. The shifting of Dian Wei’s shapely legs quickly snapped the other out of his shocked trance.
Broad labor worn hands cupped the outside of black strong legs.
“W-wait- d-don’t be embarrassed.” Xu Chu rambled, his heavy palms gently petting him up and down.
“It’s shameful.”
“No, really its not. It’s fine, i-i promise, its just very unexpected.”
“It’s humiliating.”
“No, no, really. I swear. I-I’ve seen similar ones before.”
“I’m disgraceful.”
“Now don’t be like that. You’re lovely.”
“I’m really not-”
“Yes, yes you are.”
A soft tug on his wrist caused Dian Wei to lift his hands from his face, eyes glassy and streaked cheeks warm and rosy. The first thing that came into view was the shimmer of white broad armor, softly leaning over him, shielding him.
Xu Chu’s armor always had kept a certain interest for Dian Wei. It was bulky and heavy, heavier than his own and noticeably thicker on certain parts. Despite its weight, Xu Chu never seemed to be bothered much by it. While he wasn’t the quickest bandit, he easily proved himself to be worth of high value through his pure strength. After all, caring for cattle and plowing fields wasn’t for the weak and frail, that he knew from experience.
Caloused palms gently tucked his hands safely away before Xu Chu rested his upper body on his leader’s frame, trapping him in a heavy yet welcome hug. Soon enough Dian wei felt his waist being wrapped around, pulling his belly to Xu Chu’s. Warmth spread through his body from the embrace, letting the two sink into the other in calm silence. Their arms wrapped around the other, one’s legs safely tucked away between the others and their faces hidden away in their necks.
Home. He felt like home. The black armor hummed.
“Sorry if I made you upset.” Xu Chu apologized, his cheek brushing Dian Wei’s as he lifted his helm.
“It’s alright now… I’m not upset with you, just…” The master gundam took a deep sigh, his chest rising and pressing into the one above. “...I wasn’t expecting such a reaction…”
“Really?” Dian Wei nodded in reply.
“Yes. As much as I want this, and be assured, I still do, baring more intimate parts of myself to someone that I hold so dearly close feels...”
“Vulnerable?” The other hummed.
“Quite.”
Xu Chu nodded in acknowledgment, softly peppering the black helm with kisses. Dian Wei happily allowed his lover to do so.
The two layed there, Xu Chu’s gentle love showering moving down from his helm, to his face, to his throat before ending at his bust. Slowly Dian Wei’s body began to relax, tense muscles easing and allowing the white armor to shift back into his previous position. Peridot eyes gazed at the work and love the other was putting into the black armored frame, belly blooming with anticipation.
A soft gasp escaped gray lips as the edges of his panels were teased, smearing clear lubricant down his array and thighs. Broad yet careful digits teasing the outside edges, feeling its engravings beneath fingertips. The darker mechs body noticably shuttered, back arching into a soft curve while metalic claws clawed onto the fluffy blakets and furr beneath him.
“Ha… nngh…”
Xu Chu gazed onto the body below his own, watching every single twitch and stretch as Dian Wei tried his best to keep quiet. His sharp blood red wings had begun to flutter after finally deciding to reveal themselves again. Returning to his previous task he continued praising the others bust with affection, counting the length of his body through kisses.
By the time the lighter mech had counted to 40, he was face to face with Dian Wei’s panel. The hatch of it was covered in a thick layer of clear lubricant, making it’s removal easy and comfortable. With hesitant eyes Xu Chu looked up, seeing hooded green pearls, waiting nervously. Strong black thighs tensed and quivered, not quite sure whether they should spread wider, welcoming his lover in, or close in, possibly trapping Xu Chu’s head in place.
Sensing the master gundams nervousness, despite shaking like a leaf in the wind himself, he placed his warm palm onto the others waist, rubbing soothing circles onto the soft metal.
“May I?”
“Please.”
Dian Wei practically whimpered. Steam escaped through the gaps of their armor before floating through their shared space like a warm fog. He let his sharp hands gently rest on his black breast plate, condensation beading and rolling down black and golden metal.
Once having found a good way to hold onto the latch, Xu Chu delicatly slid the cover aside, finally allowing the night air touch the sensitive components. He couldn’t pry his eyes away from it. Upon removing the panel aside, thick globs of love juices escaped their prison through the weeping entrance, flowing down the curve onto the bed below. Long strings of lubricant stretched between the gundam’s sex and panel before snapping apart.
The outer lips were softly swollen and hot to the touch, the coated lubricant giving them a smooth shine. On each of the fat lips rings of gold had been pierced through the skin, embracing the warm delicate mesh. 3 rings on each side, not very large in diameter, just enough to get the tips of ones claw through it. Pulling the entire delicious view together, like a honeyed cherry on top, a delicate node peaking through, emitting a soft red glow.
The bolt gund am might as well finished at the sight alone.
His lover’s hungry gaze send a bolt of arousal through Dian Wei’s frame. Seeing the other’s emerald optics locked on his weeping sex as if he were the most extordinary dish on the planet. Calloused fingers gently ran between the pierced folds, spreading them apart and allowing drops of lubricant roll from the shy opening.
Pressing his servo to his ever growing warm face, trying to hide away the desperate blush beneath his sharp eyes, “D-don’t just look at it…” Dian wei whispered.
Hearing his lovers voice, Xu Chu’s gaze was taken back to Dian wei’s upper body, seeing his waist curve and bend nervously, one hand pressing against the black bust, revealing scared lines beneath and thighs rubbin against eachother, dancing for his gaze only. Managing to barely get his thoughts together, their calm silence was cut abruptly with a loud SHNNIK!
Xu Chu stiffened at the sudden sound, his own face turning even warmer than Dian wei’s own. He lowered his helm in embarrassment, starring down at something as if it betrayed him. The black armor quickly picked up the sudden that something was amiss, following where the other’s emerald optics were gazing, just to find that the front skirt piece which hid his panel was now covering something.
Dian wei starred with wide eyes at the unit strained behind the mesh. No doubt whatever his new lover was hiding was going to absolutely break him. His thoughts were only further proven when Xu Chu lifted the front piece and bared his own sex before the other.
It was a pleasant unit for Dian wei’s taste and it perfectly matched it’s owner. While in length it wasn’t very long, more standard sized, but it’s width made up for it tenfold. It hung slightly downward from its weight, being slightly curved upward in the middle where it was fattest. The segmented sex was smooth with a few rounded edges to better pleasure their partner. Touching it rewarded his new lover with a full body shudder and a throb pulsating through it.
Gently wrapping his fingers around the length, Dian wei rubbed the fat head from which pearlescent beads collected themselfs, admiring it’s warm weight in his black palm.
A very long night awaited them.