The Bridge part III
An HHYL fanfic
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follow up on The Bridge part I and II. After Mue Yue left, Jing and Lu Cang had kind of an awkward dinner time...
After the praiseworthy meal, Lu Cang didn’t have the energy of doing something else than taking his leave for the bedroom. As during dinner, he tried to pay little attention to the devilishly handsome person that is Jing. He was still not satisfied with the explanation he got from him. He was certain to have achieved this level in their relationship where they didn’t hide anything from each other anymore. Clearly he was wrong, and admittedly it hurt him.
Jing on the other hand could see Lu Cang suffering. In other instance he’d execute the very person who’d dare to cause such an expression on Lu Cang. The grin on his face was because this time, as many other times, he only had himself to blame.
Lu Cang was way too tired to fall for Jing’s games and ask him about the disturbing grin he had on his face, so he just made his way out of the candle lit dining room. A servant was ready to escort him to the bedroom.
He turned one last time and looked Jing with fierce piercing eyes “Goodnight”. He did not pay attention to what such an expression could awaken in Jing. “Goodnight” Jing playfully replied.
What Lu Cang failed to notice was that since they had been here on this retreat, Jing had been at his side every time he was walking to the bedroom but not tonight. Luckily for Jing because he had one last thing to take care of before getting some shut-eye.
When Jing finally went to their bedroom, he saw Lu Cang laying on his back, but not peacefully as usual.
Lu Cang was laying restless in bed because he was replaying the events of the day in his mind over and over in his sleep. Something was definitely odd… but what? He wasn’t trying to find a reason to not be mad, because he knew he had all rights to feel angered. Maybe there was a faint feeling of envy, or even jealousy that he was trying to conceal with anger.
It wasn’t easy for Jing to calm Lu Cang, he started feeling a little sorry for Lu Cang. Then he remembered how excited his Xiao Cang will be in a few days when they’ll get back to Tong’An.
He approached the bed cautiously, getting rid of his robes at the same time. He laid himself a few inches above Lu Cang. Leaning on his one arm, his other was busy slowly tracing a path from Lu Cang’s earlobe down to his middle with his index finger.
From the first night they had been here, Lu Cang had been sleeping with loose robes, he was tired of Jing tearing his beautiful sleeping robes to shreds every time he became delusional from desire.
Lu Cang’s body twitched at Jing’s every touch. He opened his eyes to marvelous dark eyes filled with fiery passion. Jing knew very well Lu Cang was weak to his facial features, however he was wondering if tonight Lu Cang would take the bait...
Lu Cang reached his right hand and delicately took Jing’s head in his hand. With his thumb he caressed Jing’s impeccable cheekbone. He knew that, after so many years he spent with this angelic representation of the devil, he’ll never really be able to figure out everything happening in this man’s head. Maybe it was pointless to be mad at him, if it was something really important he’d tell him… right…?
So he pulled Jing closer to him and kissed him, slowly. Jing moved himself on top of Lu Cang, with his arms leaning on each sides of Lu Cang. Tonight would be all about his Xiao Cang. By the way he was kissing him, he took the hint and decided he’d take it easy and savor every moment.
As the kisses got more sensual, the more Lu Cang was moving his crotch, reaching for Jing’s already hard cock. At the touch of Jing’s rod, he let out a low moan, as if satisfied to find out Jing was as excited as he was.
Jing left Lu Cang’s lips for his neck. Showing it the love it deserved. He continued his kiss journey down to Lu Cangs nipples. He took the right one first and played with it until Lu Cang hissed at the pleasure it gave him.
Only Jing knew what it took for Lu Cang to lose his mind.
The journey was not over yet, reaching the lower part of the abdomen, he continued down to the pelvis. Once arrived there, Lu Cang was starting to sound like he was out of breath, anticipating on what Jing was about to do.
Jing hesitated for a short moment, he wanted to tease Lu Cang but then again, Lu Cang’s pink erect penis was very appealing. In the end he couldn’t resist, he took the shiny gland in his mouth. With his tongue he started dancing with it in his mouth.
Lu Cang was whirling out of pleasure, his middle asking for more. With the way he was pulling on the sheets, trying not to cry out loud, it was clear Jing knew how to drive his lover mad.
Jing continued his ritual by taking Lu Cang’s phallus deeper and deeper into his mouth. Sucking it, kissing it,... Everything to please his little bandit.
When Lu Cang had started breathing a little louder, Jing knew it meant he was on his way to the peak of pleasure. He slowly took it out of his mouth and made his way back to Lu Cang’s mouth.
He brought his middle finger to their kiss and together they prepped it before he inserted it into Lu Cang’s pleasure hole. This time it was easier to stretch Lu Cang out, for he was already filled with desire, desire of Jing. Jing stimulated Lu Cang’s prostate to achieve desired effects: hearing Xiao Cang’s moans. There was nothing sweeter to his ears than his lover reaching and wanting more of him.
Lu Cang could only think about trying to restrain his moans. They had been together for such a long time, yet he remained his humble self. Now it was not much because he was embarrassed for people to hear him, he had long come to the conclusion that the whole palace knew about the affairs going on in the room when he spent the night with Jing. The embarrassment had changed into something else.
He sure still wasn’t comfortable if he knew people could hear him, but now he just didn’t want to disturb people in the middle of the night. Jing never stopped being a harsh and strict emperor over the years.
As much as they were happy about how the righteous Xuan Yuan Jing single handedly brought Tong’An to such a high economical level, they still feared the merciless emperor Jing.
Lu Cang knew about that well founded fear, he also knew that most of them would walk on egg shells all day with no moment of relaxation. So during the night, the only time the servants could take a breath, he’d do his best to keep quiet and not disturb the sleeping palace.
Nevertheless tonight, as a few others, he had difficulties keeping his own promise. He surrendered to Jing’s touch and let himself enjoy. Jing didn’t let that slip. He continued his mission to make Lu Cang scream of pleasure by inserting a second and third finger.
He made the same trip as earlier on Lu Cang’s body and took his shaft back in his mouth. Making Lu Cang experience double pleasure. When Lu Cang’s cries were becoming alarmingly louder he abruptly stopped everything he was doing to face the most precious of all Lu Cang’s facial expressions: hunger for more, with little hints of demanding, no requiring more. An expression that’d scare to death anyone else who easily could mistake it for a threat.
With the fire in his eyes, lit by the devious Jing, Lu Cang grabbed Jing’s rod and showed it the way to the only place it belongs. Jing, satisfied with the results of his plan, gave his beloved what he wanted: his majesty Jing.
“Haah... hah… uhh…” Every thrust felt like he was stealing all the pleasure available in the world from anyone else. He’d already accepted it was impossible for him to live without Jing’s heat, so he found no use in hiding it. Then again, he also found no use in explicitly showing it Jing on a daily basis either.
He changed their position by getting on top of Jing. Riding Jing, he surrendered to the delightful feeling of Jing inside him. Slowly moving up and down, making Jing lose his patience. The air in the room was filled with an aura existing of pure bliss that would last all night long.
With Jing’s one hand on his middle and the other around his neck, he firmly griped Jing “Hmm!” and like that he climaxed a few moments before Jing did.
Lu Cang laid himself on Jing’s chest. “I’m still mad at you” When his breathing was back to normal again, Lu Cang said those last words before falling into a deep sleep.
Jing smiled at those words caressing Lu Cang’s back. He was just glad to hear Lu Cang sleeping soundly.
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So yeah, after a long hiatus, I'm back... I guess
Sorry for the long wait guys, life happened, neglected more than just Livejournal...
*long sigh* Anyway I'm happy to be back! So many other entries of other people I have yet to read :D
Also I thought this would be the last part, but it's longer than I expected so I'll write a part IV
Stay tuned, if you want...
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follow up on The Bridge part I and II. After Mue Yue left, Jing and Lu Cang had kind of an awkward dinner time...
After the praiseworthy meal, Lu Cang didn’t have the energy of doing something else than taking his leave for the bedroom. As during dinner, he tried to pay little attention to the devilishly handsome person that is Jing. He was still not satisfied with the explanation he got from him. He was certain to have achieved this level in their relationship where they didn’t hide anything from each other anymore. Clearly he was wrong, and admittedly it hurt him.
Jing on the other hand could see Lu Cang suffering. In other instance he’d execute the very person who’d dare to cause such an expression on Lu Cang. The grin on his face was because this time, as many other times, he only had himself to blame.
Lu Cang was way too tired to fall for Jing’s games and ask him about the disturbing grin he had on his face, so he just made his way out of the candle lit dining room. A servant was ready to escort him to the bedroom.
He turned one last time and looked Jing with fierce piercing eyes “Goodnight”. He did not pay attention to what such an expression could awaken in Jing. “Goodnight” Jing playfully replied.
What Lu Cang failed to notice was that since they had been here on this retreat, Jing had been at his side every time he was walking to the bedroom but not tonight. Luckily for Jing because he had one last thing to take care of before getting some shut-eye.
When Jing finally went to their bedroom, he saw Lu Cang laying on his back, but not peacefully as usual.
Lu Cang was laying restless in bed because he was replaying the events of the day in his mind over and over in his sleep. Something was definitely odd… but what? He wasn’t trying to find a reason to not be mad, because he knew he had all rights to feel angered. Maybe there was a faint feeling of envy, or even jealousy that he was trying to conceal with anger.
It wasn’t easy for Jing to calm Lu Cang, he started feeling a little sorry for Lu Cang. Then he remembered how excited his Xiao Cang will be in a few days when they’ll get back to Tong’An.
He approached the bed cautiously, getting rid of his robes at the same time. He laid himself a few inches above Lu Cang. Leaning on his one arm, his other was busy slowly tracing a path from Lu Cang’s earlobe down to his middle with his index finger.
From the first night they had been here, Lu Cang had been sleeping with loose robes, he was tired of Jing tearing his beautiful sleeping robes to shreds every time he became delusional from desire.
Lu Cang’s body twitched at Jing’s every touch. He opened his eyes to marvelous dark eyes filled with fiery passion. Jing knew very well Lu Cang was weak to his facial features, however he was wondering if tonight Lu Cang would take the bait...
Lu Cang reached his right hand and delicately took Jing’s head in his hand. With his thumb he caressed Jing’s impeccable cheekbone. He knew that, after so many years he spent with this angelic representation of the devil, he’ll never really be able to figure out everything happening in this man’s head. Maybe it was pointless to be mad at him, if it was something really important he’d tell him… right…?
So he pulled Jing closer to him and kissed him, slowly. Jing moved himself on top of Lu Cang, with his arms leaning on each sides of Lu Cang. Tonight would be all about his Xiao Cang. By the way he was kissing him, he took the hint and decided he’d take it easy and savor every moment.
As the kisses got more sensual, the more Lu Cang was moving his crotch, reaching for Jing’s already hard cock. At the touch of Jing’s rod, he let out a low moan, as if satisfied to find out Jing was as excited as he was.
Jing left Lu Cang’s lips for his neck. Showing it the love it deserved. He continued his kiss journey down to Lu Cangs nipples. He took the right one first and played with it until Lu Cang hissed at the pleasure it gave him.
Only Jing knew what it took for Lu Cang to lose his mind.
The journey was not over yet, reaching the lower part of the abdomen, he continued down to the pelvis. Once arrived there, Lu Cang was starting to sound like he was out of breath, anticipating on what Jing was about to do.
Jing hesitated for a short moment, he wanted to tease Lu Cang but then again, Lu Cang’s pink erect penis was very appealing. In the end he couldn’t resist, he took the shiny gland in his mouth. With his tongue he started dancing with it in his mouth.
Lu Cang was whirling out of pleasure, his middle asking for more. With the way he was pulling on the sheets, trying not to cry out loud, it was clear Jing knew how to drive his lover mad.
Jing continued his ritual by taking Lu Cang’s phallus deeper and deeper into his mouth. Sucking it, kissing it,... Everything to please his little bandit.
When Lu Cang had started breathing a little louder, Jing knew it meant he was on his way to the peak of pleasure. He slowly took it out of his mouth and made his way back to Lu Cang’s mouth.
He brought his middle finger to their kiss and together they prepped it before he inserted it into Lu Cang’s pleasure hole. This time it was easier to stretch Lu Cang out, for he was already filled with desire, desire of Jing. Jing stimulated Lu Cang’s prostate to achieve desired effects: hearing Xiao Cang’s moans. There was nothing sweeter to his ears than his lover reaching and wanting more of him.
Lu Cang could only think about trying to restrain his moans. They had been together for such a long time, yet he remained his humble self. Now it was not much because he was embarrassed for people to hear him, he had long come to the conclusion that the whole palace knew about the affairs going on in the room when he spent the night with Jing. The embarrassment had changed into something else.
He sure still wasn’t comfortable if he knew people could hear him, but now he just didn’t want to disturb people in the middle of the night. Jing never stopped being a harsh and strict emperor over the years.
As much as they were happy about how the righteous Xuan Yuan Jing single handedly brought Tong’An to such a high economical level, they still feared the merciless emperor Jing.
Lu Cang knew about that well founded fear, he also knew that most of them would walk on egg shells all day with no moment of relaxation. So during the night, the only time the servants could take a breath, he’d do his best to keep quiet and not disturb the sleeping palace.
Nevertheless tonight, as a few others, he had difficulties keeping his own promise. He surrendered to Jing’s touch and let himself enjoy. Jing didn’t let that slip. He continued his mission to make Lu Cang scream of pleasure by inserting a second and third finger.
He made the same trip as earlier on Lu Cang’s body and took his shaft back in his mouth. Making Lu Cang experience double pleasure. When Lu Cang’s cries were becoming alarmingly louder he abruptly stopped everything he was doing to face the most precious of all Lu Cang’s facial expressions: hunger for more, with little hints of demanding, no requiring more. An expression that’d scare to death anyone else who easily could mistake it for a threat.
With the fire in his eyes, lit by the devious Jing, Lu Cang grabbed Jing’s rod and showed it the way to the only place it belongs. Jing, satisfied with the results of his plan, gave his beloved what he wanted: his majesty Jing.
“Haah... hah… uhh…” Every thrust felt like he was stealing all the pleasure available in the world from anyone else. He’d already accepted it was impossible for him to live without Jing’s heat, so he found no use in hiding it. Then again, he also found no use in explicitly showing it Jing on a daily basis either.
He changed their position by getting on top of Jing. Riding Jing, he surrendered to the delightful feeling of Jing inside him. Slowly moving up and down, making Jing lose his patience. The air in the room was filled with an aura existing of pure bliss that would last all night long.
With Jing’s one hand on his middle and the other around his neck, he firmly griped Jing “Hmm!” and like that he climaxed a few moments before Jing did.
Lu Cang laid himself on Jing’s chest. “I’m still mad at you” When his breathing was back to normal again, Lu Cang said those last words before falling into a deep sleep.
Jing smiled at those words caressing Lu Cang’s back. He was just glad to hear Lu Cang sleeping soundly.
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So yeah, after a long hiatus, I'm back... I guess
Sorry for the long wait guys, life happened, neglected more than just Livejournal...
*long sigh* Anyway I'm happy to be back! So many other entries of other people I have yet to read :D
Also I thought this would be the last part, but it's longer than I expected so I'll write a part IV
Stay tuned, if you want...