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Wen Kexing

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[eternallywandering]

[He is spoiled each day, waking beside his Lao Wen and going about the duties appointed him. After a nice breakfast, of course. His beloved makes sure he is fed and fed well. Then, after spending far too much time in a certain audience chamber, he makes his way back to the rooms he has come to love best. Sometimes he makes a detour into the garden, wandering the meandering paths or taking a nap against his favorite tree. But he always returns to Kexing.

He bathes himself in preparation for seeing his husband-to-be, making sure he smells good enough to eat - not that he can tell, but he presumes he smells nice based on the soaps he chooses. Then he dresses himself in his thin under-robe and lays down in their bed.

That is how Kexing will find him, blinking peacefully, most days, looking all too like a contented cat or fox.]

Hello.

[flirtatiousdancer]

[ He loves spoiling his soulmate. Cooking good meals for him, holding him through the night, kisses...all of it keeps him going during the day. And coming back to their room? To finding Zishu there?

Very little could make this better, outside of the certainty of Zishu living. Oh, he knows Zishu shouldn't be in this wing. So they are careful, and he knows his soulmate is too skilled to be discovered where he shouldn't be, according to the rules of court here.

He grins when he comes in and stalks over to the bed, leaning in to claim a tender kiss that starts at Zishu's lips, then more kisses as he moves down along his jaw to press loving affection over that tempting neck before he simply breathes in his beloved's clean, enticing scent. Kexing sighs happily and nuzzles his beloved before stretching out beside him.

Only then does he smile again into Zishu's eyes, nudging their noses together. ]

Mmm...Hello.

[eternallywandering]

[If there is one thing Zishu knows how to do, it's how to move around silently, secretly. He won't get his Lao Wen in trouble nor will he allow trouble to fall on his head either. What they have is too important and if someone tried to remove him from these rooms, Baiyi would slit their throat.

The sword is, as ever, nearby even when Zishu lounges in their bed.

Dark eyes brighten when Kexing approaches him and he lifts himself to press into each kiss, blushing when the attention drifts to his jaw and neck. His efforts in the bath have paid off and he grins when his beloved lays beside him. He welcomes Kexing with a warm hug, checking him over for any wounds.]

I...wanted to show you... [Sitting up, he loosens the robe and opens it to his waist, showing Kexing how well the wounds have healed. The scars are a light pink.]

[flirtatiousdancer]

[ They both have that skill, don't they? They're careful, but also stubborn in staying together. No one can get into these rooms who doesn't belong in them. Kexing admires his A-Xu's Baiyi, has from the moment he'd heard of it and then learned it belonged to this beautiful man.

He takes his time in lavishing affection and love to that ailing body that still smells so very good and feels even better in his arms, pressed against him. He loves those blushes, and grins when he pulls back. The embrace makes him hum, and he does nothing to push those hands off as they check him over for non-existent wounds.

Those words have him sit up, then draw in a sharp breath as that robe is loosened and pushed down. He reaches out to gently trace over the pink scars, then leans in to press feather-light kisses over each one. Once again moving slowly up his soulmate's body to claim another kiss from those soft lips. ]

Much better, A-Xu.

[eternallywandering]

[Baiyi will protect them; Zishu hasn't once been disappointed in his blade. Just like his beloved's fan. Their weapons know who to cut down and who to spare. It amuses him that, even when they fought earnestly, neither of their weapons harmed them. Baiyi and that enchanting fan are wiser than their wielders!

His senses are diminished, but he hasn't noticed that worsening. Eleven's healing has given him a point of stability and he has some energy to spare most days. That alone is a gift he could never repay with money. But he will find a way to express his gratitude.

Right now, however, he can think of nothing else but his soulmate's lips and the strength of the body that presses close. His hands search for wounds and, upon finding none, Zishu smiles. He kisses his soulmate, his world, lovingly before he sits up, ready to share his good news.

He watches Kexing avidly, blushing harder when the scars are kissed. His skin...tingles. It feels good to be touched like that and he bites his lip.]

Mmm... [Blinking slowly at the kiss to his lips, he cups his beloved's face between his hands.] Lao Wen, would you like to lie with me? Without our robes?

[flirtatiousdancer]

[ They're too familiar with their weapons of choice. Kexing's is just less obvious!

He's more relieved by the healing than he can fully express - Eleven has earned a lot of free meals (and more) for this. Time. Zishu is still dying far too fast. But they have a little more time. His beloved is stronger.

Getting to show some of his love every day, to kiss and touch this man's body, is more than he'd really hoped for. But now there is more hope, that he won't lose his reason for living. So he smiles, relaxing under those hands, then his eyes go a little wide at the questions, gasping. Before his smile brightens and he turns his head enough to kiss each palm. ]

Yes.

[ He'd never suggested it before, despite his keen interest in men and lack of shame when it comes to sex...because he doesn't want to force his soulmate in this. Not even just in undressing before the other and learning how the other's body feels without anything hiding their skin. ]

Do you want me to undress for you, my A-Xu? [ He lets his voice dip, seductively playful but still so very warm. ]

[eternallywandering]

[He loves Kexing's weapon; it's fitting for a man who has learned how to adapt to any situation.

And, yes, he is dying and that is part of the reason he wants to shed everything that separates them. Zishu still has a sense of touch and Kexing's lips and hands do affect him. He doesn't want to lose an opportunity - even if there are bumps in the road - just because he is afraid of being a disappointment. Kexing will accept him no matter what. He trusts that.]

I want to see you. [He smiles gently.] Let me see my Lao Wen. Let me know what he feels like and where he likes to be touched.

[In return, he begins to slip out of his robe, pushing it down so he can free his arms first.]

[flirtatiousdancer]

[ It's not even that he doesn't know how to wield a sword like a master - it's the fact he prefers using a fan. It disarms people. Distracts them. Makes them believe he's not deadly with anything he puts his hands on.

Kexing smiles softly at those words and leans in for one more soft kiss to those tempting lips before pulling back, moving off the bed entirely. Since he hadn't bothered to undress at all when first coming back to their room, he's still in many layers - though they've been pushed aside here and there and hang looser than how he'd let himself be seen in public.

Keeping his gaze on his soulmate, he steps out of his boots as his hands untie each layer, slowly pulling each one off and drapes them over a chair to be put away later. Even when he's left just in his trousers, he pauses to look over his A-Xu, a quiet, smug little smirk fixed on his lips as he admires the other's body.

Kexing runs fingertips over the waist of his trousers...then moves to remove his hair ornaments instead. ]

[eternallywandering]

[He keeps the robe tied around his waist, revealing only his upper body as Kexing undresses. Zishu's eyes lid with pleasure at what he sees, heat curling, stubbornly, in his stomach. So his body isn't completely useless! Everything just feels...less intense than it should. Like an echo of what could be.

But he enjoys seeing that perfect skin, those strong, muscular lines and then his mouth goes dry when those hands tease him. Take off the trousers. His thoughts are visible on his face, a hungry yearning in his eyes.

Only for his gaze to be drawn instead to that beautiful hair. Zishu slips off of the bed and lets the robe drop, revealing that he is wearing nothing underneath. His scarred body is thinner than it should be, but his muscles are obvious. He walks around the bed to stand before his soulmate, unflinching.

Then he reaches for those trousers.]

[flirtatiousdancer]

[ That upper body should have a little more meat on them - but his beloved is ill. The good meals Kexing is feeding him every day now will help, and once Zishu is healed, he will put on healthy weight.

It doesn't detract from how beautiful Kexing finds him. Especially with the hunger he's managed to awaken in those eyes with his teasing way of stripping. He knows precisely what his beloved wants, how frustrated moving from his trousers to his hair without pulling that last layer off must make him.

Kexing shakes his hair free, setting the ornaments down by the time Zishu stands before him. He gazes with equal hunger over that bared body and lets his arms hang at his sides - silently inviting those fingers to finish the job, as is only Zishu's right.

This form of play inflames him. He knows that'll be even more obvious once he's just as bare before his soulmate. And doesn't care. ]

[eternallywandering]

[Yes, he has noticed he has lost weight, but that is to be expected. His Lao Wen's meals are a comfort to more than his stomach and so he has been eating more. They will see the effect soon and Zishu will feel...more comfortable. More desirable.

But maybe, hopefully, he is attractive to his beloved like this. He is encouraged by the playful stripping and by the teasing. So he lets his Lao Wen see all of him.

Every scarred inch. He draws his hair over his shoulder to bare his back and shoulder-blades. Then he grabs those trousers.]

Mine. [Zishu opens those trousers and pushes them down Kexing's hips. Then he bends down to help his soulmate out of them completely. Licking his lips, he looks up and feels the stirring in his groin again.]

CW: nudity and possible smut to happen

[flirtatiousdancer]

[ He knows his poor love can't taste anything now. But the fact Zishu has been eating more anyway gives him a pleasure he lets his soulmate see as they eat together.

Getting to see that beautiful back and those perfect shoulder blades makes him gasp, and he licks his lips without shame. He runs fingertips over them, looking forward to the chance to kiss and nuzzle them - later. His soulmate gets to decide how this goes. And Kexing likes the direction taken, as that voice claims him and those hands open his trousers, pushing them down to his ankles.

He smiles slowly, gaze dark with love and heat as he steps out, completely bare before his beloved. And very obviously enjoying this new state of being as he looks down at his A-Xu. ]

Yours.

[eternallywandering]

[Kexing's happiness inspires him to eat more and he is rewarded with his beloved's joy. One day he hopes to devour those meals with the flavors lingering on his tongue.

He hears the gasp and he turns a little more so Kexing can see his, yes, scarred but also graceful back. It means more than he can say that his soulmate is attracted to any part of him. There are so many days that Zishu feels...old. Sickly. Almost...tainted.

Those trousers are soon out of their way and Zishu rises slowly, clearly taking in the arousal that greets him. A soft smile is directed at Kexing then and he stands facing his beloved. After taking hold of his hands, Zishu tugs him to their bed, sitting down on it. He pats the place beside him, eyes bright.]

I tried to imagine you, but my mind couldn't do you justice.

[un: sprite bulb] text; 11/27

[bearshermark]

How is your husband doing?

[flirtatiousdancer]

[ Zishu is his heart and humanity. His very soul. Everything.

Kexing sees the scars, but finds them beautiful simply for being part of his soulmate. He makes sure to pay extra attention to those shoulder blades, but also strokes over each scar - loving on them with an appreciative sigh.

When his beloved stands, he drapes his arms around him before Zishu claims his hands, making him chuckle as he lets himself be led. He settles beside him, pressing eagerly close and wrapping his arms around his beloved again. ]

You have me. You don't have to use your imagination anymore.

[eternallywandering]

[His scars aren't avoided; they aren't treated with any less love. Zishu adores Kexing for accepting the part of him that frightens him the most. The Zhou Zishu who pushed those nails deep into his meridians needs Wen Kexing's love - and he feels like he has it.

Those arms around him feel good, but he wants to conserve his energy, so he sits on the bed. Kexing doesn't disappoint him and he grins brightly when they are snuggled close. His arms encircle his beloved and he begins to stroke softly over his Lao Wen's gorgeous body.]

I might still use my imagination. [His eyes flash with mischief and he climbs onto Kexing's lap.]

[flirtatiousdancer]

[ When they're seated side by side, he leans in to kiss over the scars on his soulmate's chest, gaze fixed on his beloved. Even the marks left by the nails are carefully kissed and stroked. He accepts all of his A-Xu.

Kexing arches into Zishu's touches as well, sighs of pleasure escaping before he laughs at those silly sweet words and falls back, tugging Zishu down with him when his soulmate climbs into his lap. ]

Don't exhaust yourself, A-Xu. I want to take care of you.

[eternallywandering]

[Those kisses make him feel like a human again. He caresses Kexing's cheek and watches him with undisguised tenderness. The nails have no hold over him; not in the face of the love he has for this man.

His fingertips glide over Kexing's strong back, around his sides, down to his hips and thighs. It feels freeing to touch at random and he climbs over his soulmate, fully intent on claiming him. Or letting himself be claimed. Either way, it binds them together - and that is what he wants most.]

When I'm better... [He promises fervently...] I'm going to make love to you for a week straight.

[un: live in the moment] text; 11/27

[flirtatiousdancer]

He is much improved! Wen Qing was able to heal him a fair bit. There is more to be done before he is fully healed, but it will happen.

[bearshermark]

I'm glad to hear it. I'd worried. I hope the rest of his recovery goes smoothly.

[flirtatiousdancer]

[ That tenderness is answered full force. Kexing has learned that he would happily give every last bit of his own power to Zishu if it meant his soulmate stayed healthy and alive. Everything. No cost is too high for him if it means Zishu lives.

Kexing smiles softly up at his beloved, only to flush and drop his gaze a little, suddenly looking rather shy at that promise. That Zishu wants to do that, that he wants to live. He wraps his arms around his love and leans up to claim a needy kiss as he tries to figure out just how to respond. ]

I won't forget your promise, A-Xu. [ He finally murmurs, lips barely pulling from Zishu's to speak. ]

It won't be long with you working with Lady Wen.

[flirtatiousdancer]

You are a very kind soul. You helped stabilize him, she took what you did and expanded on it.

[bearshermark]

I'm happy I could help and relieved you were able to find someone with the skills needed to heal him. I hope to meet him properly someday.

[flirtatiousdancer]

You will! He wants to meet you properly. I still plan to cook for you. What do you like to eat?

[bearshermark]

I'm not terribly particular. I grew up on simple fare- stews, soup and bread with meat sometimes, but I'll try most anything.

I won't be in town for the next week at least however, so don't feel a need to rush. As well, I can return quickly if there's an emergency.