"You might not want to do that." Xing had come running not because of the crash and the crying- that was pretty common among children, it was all part of growing up- but because the magic registered in his nanite-enhanced vision. Unauthorized magic of any sort was to be investigated, and besides, Xing liked knowing who was doing what at any one time
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The little boy was in the midst of wiping his face when the Asian man came up quickly. Blaine flicked his eyes over the shorter man and gave a slight frown. "You really should think about getting a better fabric, before you pass out." The little girl was poking at her freshly healed knee tentatively, like she was unsure if it was a good thing or not. Blaine turned his attention away from Xing and back to the boy, who was now waiting eagerly to see more magic
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Xing frowned a little at the first admonition, but said nothing. He didn't like wearing what he did, not in this weather, but he was far away from a place he could change. And it wasn't like he was swimming in money- he had to save his yuan for more important things than vanity purchases. Nor did he particularly like how the man ignored his warning. Blaine was cocky, and someday that was going to get him thrown into a prison with the key thrown away. The protesters had fear and political muscle on their side. If their leaders weren't seen as interested in protecting them, then popular favor would fade away, and no government wanted that
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Blaine, however, could swim in money if he so chose. It was often he forgot the sting of an empty purse. Not out of callousness, but simply because even at his poorest he had more than enough to live off of. He also couldn't consider a thinner suit vanity in this kind of heat. It was just common sense to dress for the weather. Xing could at least take the damn jacket off. He was making the blonde hot just looking at him
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The sense of anticipation had grown with every block that they'd driven down. Xing was an impressionable young man, and the thrill of something new combined with the enormity of his realization. This was going to be his first time. He was going to do this, and from the hints that Blaine dropped, he knew that he'd enjoy it. The other man would make sure of that. It made him a little nervous as well, to be honest. After all of this build-up and anticipation and teasing, what if he couldn't perform? What if it went badly? What if it wasn't nearly as good as he'd hoped
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The anticipatory and nervous energies flaring beside him made it hard for Blaine not to smile. It was adorable, the way Xing was practically wringing his hands and undoubtedly worrying. There wasn't anything the young man could do to disappoint Blaine except run away. The blonde didn't think Xing would be an experienced partner in bed, but he was willing to lead and do as much showing as telling. While his main goal would be to make sure Xing came back to him, he was going to get off plenty himself
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As much as Xing wasn't sure about this, there was something a little reassuring about that wolfishness and predatory grin. Xing always worked best when he had someone to work with. The more confident that Blaine was, in other words, the more confident Xing was in him and in what was going to happen. He even let Blaine cup his chin, gazing into the other man's eyes and fighting down a shiver. He was working himself up, with his active imagination and quick mind, so he had to take a deep breath to steady himself when Blaine stepped away.
...granted, his face grew flushed once more when Blaine reminded him of those cameras. Xing could disable them, certainly, but... that'd take some effort that he doesn't want to deal with right now. Instead he scrambled after the taller man, hurrying to catch up and slip into the elevators with him. "...I hope no one discovers us," he muttered under his breath, because the last thing he wanted was to have this interrupted. Or for it to end badly.
Blaine had already thought about the cameras as he was driving them to his business apartment. It was -of course- on the high end of town and the building had good security. Security that he paid extra money to be able to bypass for his 'private and delicate matters', which meant he didn't want the guards at the desk to know who he brought in for classified meetings or the guys he brought in to fuck. They were interchangeable, as no one he brought to this building really wanted to be seen. That's why there was a covered parking deck, a private elevator for the top floors -which he owned half of- and the special frequency that he was using at that very moment to both lock his car with a soft 'beep beep' and put the security camera on a footage loop. It would show him walking into the elevator alone, riding up it alone, and leaving it alone, despite the fact he was with a Chinese boy who was itching and fidgeting beside him in an enclosed space
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Xing didn't have the dignity to flail at that comment. He did blush deeply, especially when he was embarrassed or aroused- and Blaine had done both in rapid succession here. Was doing it now, even, with how he purred and leered with such unabashed interest. He was just glad he wasn't able to react so quickly, or else that hand on his thigh would have... caused some additional blending of those two feelings.
Then his eyes widened as Blaine started moving him. His fingers trailed over Blaine's stomach, over the strong curves of muscle... then he flushed again as his hand closed around that hard length. His eyes shifted upward, trying to gauge his response as Xing experimentally ran his fingers along the hard shaft. "You want me to... all the way, right?"
It probably was good for Xing that he didn't get hard again immediately. Coming fast and being ready to go again was one of those things Blaine had some ten years ago. Getting older he lasted much longer, but it wasn't some rapid fire thing. His lips were still quirked in a smile at Xing's question and he removed his hand from the boy's as he felt around. "You haven't been with a man before," he said, and it wasn't a question. If he was wrong, he was sure he'd be corrected. "Do whatever you feel comfortable with." If Xing wanted to suck him off, far be it for the blonde to dissuade him.
The way Xing didn't meet Blaine's eyes was as much of an answer as he'd need. No, Xing had never been with a man before, this was entirely new and unexplored territory. So much so that part of him wanted to laugh and ask if that meant he was allowed to do nothing, since everything was so... intimidating. He was worried about screwing it up, especially since he knew he'd never be able to control Blaine like the other man had done to him just a minute earlier
( ... )
Blaine would get his pleasure out of their coupling, but in his own way. While he was definitely going to get off, it was more important that Xing come back to him if he survived. He could try to sneak questions in while the boy was hazy with pleasure and not sure what he was asking, but he was wary of leaving a bad taste in the boy's mouth afterwards. If he knew all of what Xing's mission entailed, he would be better able to gauge whether he would come back alive. All Blaine knew was that whatever it was would effect him and his business if it were to get completed. He might have to take that chance. Later
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Sorry for how late this is : <nano_tigerNovember 13 2011, 05:11:27 UTC
In all reality, Xing had no idea if he could do much of anything or not. His body was still recovering from the last intense thing Blaine had done to him, and what the man was doing to him now was only making it harder to do anything but lie there and take it. When Blaine removed his fingers, Xing gasped and sank onto the bed, resting his sweaty face on a pillow and clearly expecting to have a moment to catch his breath
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I'm later 8D;;;cant_getoveryouNovember 21 2011, 08:59:11 UTC
Blaine was prepared for the boy's discomfort. It was to be expected, after all. The amount of it was the only thing in question. He watched and felt the soft shaking of the body beneath him. His hands gently held the narrow hips as Xing adjusted himself to Blaine's liking. It wasn't often he got to do things like this. Usually, it was wham, bam, and off he went. While he couldn't say this wasn't sex, it was a different pace than his usual, and a nice change at that
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Sob LJ didn't give me notifs D:nano_tigerNovember 27 2011, 21:08:35 UTC
Those two words helped Xing relax. Knowing that it did feel good, that Blaine was enjoying the situation, soothed the biggest fear he had. He couldn't say why Blaine would like it, the position felt a little awkward, but he trusted the other man. Otherwise he wouldn't be bent over and feeling like some kind of sex toy for a weird act
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/kicks my internetcant_getoveryouDecember 3 2011, 17:59:26 UTC
It was offered and Blaine knew exactly what to do with it. His cock slid between the slicked thighs and he watched all those emotions play across Xing's face as he tried to figure out what, exactly, he was feeling. This wasn't something that a woman could provide him, and the blonde was happy to do it. Every sensation he gave the younger man seemed to surprise him and it was like it was all new. Not unusual. A woman didn't have the intimate knowledge of a man's body like another man would. Xing was still young as well, and though he should have thoroughly explored his own equipment, there was nothing quite like someone else inspecting it; fondling it; licking it; sucking it
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...granted, his face grew flushed once more when Blaine reminded him of those cameras. Xing could disable them, certainly, but... that'd take some effort that he doesn't want to deal with right now. Instead he scrambled after the taller man, hurrying to catch up and slip into the elevators with him. "...I hope no one discovers us," he muttered under his breath, because the last thing he wanted was to have this interrupted. Or for it to end badly.
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Then his eyes widened as Blaine started moving him. His fingers trailed over Blaine's stomach, over the strong curves of muscle... then he flushed again as his hand closed around that hard length. His eyes shifted upward, trying to gauge his response as Xing experimentally ran his fingers along the hard shaft. "You want me to... all the way, right?"
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