Huo Wangqiu x Xie Huaishan ③
The moment the words left his mouth, the two were already extremely close.
Huo Wangqiu's eyes flashed; those embarrassing and private scenes had all been seen by this person!
"Get out of here, or don't blame me for being impolite."
Xie Huaishan didn't move, but instead leaned forward again, his lips almost touching Huo Wangqiu's ear: "How will you be impolite, Senior Brother? Will you scold me like you did during the day, or... like you just now, call my name?"
Hot breath brushed against Huo Wangqiu's ear. He turned his head sharply to try to get away, but his voice trembled slightly: "Stay away from me."
Huo Wangqiu's stubbornness only fueled Xie Huaishan's desire to tease him. He smiled and said, "Senior Brother, you probably don't want others to know what happened tonight, do you?"
"……What's the meaning?"
"What I mean is," Xie Huaishan flicked his hand, and the candlelight in the room was lit again, spreading out in a warm yellow light, "you now do what you just did in front of me again. As long as you do it, I will keep this matter to myself and never mention it to a second person."
"Xie Huaishan, how dare you!"
"Senior Brother doesn't want to? Then I won't force you." Xie Huaishan paused, deliberately turning his head to glance at Huo Wangqiu's tense expression. "I can't keep my mouth shut. Who knows, I might casually mention to Chen Apang tomorrow that I passed by Senior Brother's room last night..."
As he spoke, he walked out, but Huo Wangqiu grabbed his wrist.
Xie Huaishan was secretly pleased, but he didn't turn around. He just slowly asked, "Senior Brother, have you changed your mind?"
Huo Wangqiu didn't speak, but he didn't loosen his grip on Huo Wangqiu's wrist. In the candlelight, Huo Wangqiu's face was flushed an unnatural red, and his brows were furrowed tightly, clearly indicating that he was struggling greatly.
A moment later, Huo Wangqiu closed his eyes tightly. He didn't loosen his grip on Xie Huaishan's wrist, but slowly raised his other hand, his fingertips trembling, and slowly untied the sash of his robe.
The sound of fabric rubbing together was particularly clear in the quiet room. As the ties loosened, the collar slowly opened to the sides, revealing the fair skin underneath.
He kept his eyes closed, his ear tips were so red they were almost bleeding, clearly he was extremely ashamed, but he had no choice but to do as Xie Huaishan said.
Looking at his tense yet shy appearance, Xie Huaishan's teasing intentions suddenly faded, replaced by an inexplicable heat.
He caught a glimpse of the familiar sword sheath on the bed out of the corner of his eye, and on a sudden impulse, he walked over, picked it up, pinched the end of the sheath with his fingertips, and gently rubbed it against Huo Wangqiu.
The cool copper sheath touched the warm skin, and Huo Wangqiu shuddered violently, his closed eyes snapping open instantly.
"I remember that the eldest brother gave this scabbard to the sixth brother, so why is he here?"
"When did I give it to my sixth junior brother?" Huo Wangqiu thought for a long time, then realized what Xie Huaishan meant by asking this question, and frowned. "It was on your birthday. My sixth junior brother gave you the same sword sheath."
Upon hearing this, Xie Huaishan instantly understood the reason behind it.
There was only one blacksmith shop at the foot of the mountain, so it was normal for sword sheaths to be the same style. It was a coincidence that the sixth senior brother gave Huo Wangqiu the same sword sheath as him on his birthday, but it wasn't that strange.
Huo Wangqiu continued, "Sixth Junior Brother's family is already struggling financially, so that sword sheath is too much of a burden for him."
Xie Huaishan thought to himself that Huo Wangqiu had returned the scabbard because he was thinking of his sixth senior brother's predicament, but he had also saved up money for three months to make the scabbard, which was a considerable burden for him.
But then he thought about it again. Huo Wangqiu had returned the one to his sixth senior brother, but he kept the one he had given him, and even used it to do such a private thing...
He stared at Huo Wangqiu in front of him. Huo Wangqiu still kept his clothes half-open, with a few beads of sweat on his collarbone that glistened in the candlelight. Huo Wangqiu was so beautiful that it made his heart burn.
He stopped worrying about the scabbard, and with a flick of his wrist, the scabbard hit the foot of the bed and was thrown far away.
Upon seeing this, Huo Wangqiu's expression instantly became flustered. He reached out to pick it up, his voice turning cold: "What are you doing?"
But before he could even touch her, Xie Huaishan lunged forward and slammed him heavily onto the bed.
The soft brocade quilt sank in, and Xie Huaishan's hand braced against his side. "I'm right here, what use is this broken sword sheath?"
These days, that thing has really benefited.
Xie Huaishan lowered his head, his warm breath brushing against Huo Wangqiu's neck, and asked, "Does Senior Brother like me very much?"
Huo Wangqiu froze, his neck, which had been brushed by the warm breath, felt like it was on fire, and instantly turned a thin layer of red.
He retorted coldly and curtly, "Nonsense."
But as soon as he finished speaking, Xie Huaishan's fingertips lightly brushed against his open collar, and when they touched his burning chest, his body visibly trembled.
Xie Huaishan chuckled softly, "Senior Brother's body is much more honest than his mouth. It must be quite boring for Senior Brother to play alone, so why don't I keep you company?"
Huo Wangqiu was about to say "no" when the other person leaned down and sealed his lips with a kiss. When the warm touch pressed down on him, it felt like most of his strength had been drained away, and the words of rebuttal were stuck in his throat, leaving only some soft groans.
As she moved down her neck, across her collarbone, and down to the skin beneath her open clothes, a thin blush rose wherever she went.
Huo Wangqiu gritted his teeth and urged him in a cold voice, "Xie Huaishan, get out of the way."
The hand that landed on Xie Huaishan's shoulder was so soft and weak that it had no intention of actually pushing him away.
He tilted his head back, his bangs plastered to his skin by sweat, making his face appear even paler. His lips were red from the kiss, and despite his generally cold and hard demeanor, the redness in his eyes and brows gave him an indescribable allure.
"Senior brother is so fierce!" Xie Huaishan said, feeling wronged.
So he had no choice but to work even harder to get that advantage back.
"Senior brother smells so good, did you secretly put on some makeup?"
"Why does your body tremble so easily when you touch it, senior brother? If you were to encounter a villain, there would be no need for him to lift a finger; just a touch here and he would probably turn into a puddle of water."
"Senior brother, do I make you more comfortable, or does the scabbard make you more comfortable?"
Xie Huaishan has no sense of propriety when it comes to his mouth; he says all sorts of lewd things.
Huo Wangqiu had never heard such explicit words before. His face turned red to the roots of his ears. He cursed "bastard" while unconsciously arching his body to make it easier for Xie Huaishan to enjoy him.
Xie Huaishan was very satisfied.
The eldest brother is delicious.
The next morning, Chen Apang discovered that Xie Huaishan, who shared a room with him, was missing. He searched for him in the training ground and the dining hall for most of the day, and finally saw Xie Huaishan stretching as he came out of Huo Wangqiu's room.
Chen Apang rushed forward: "Why did you come out of Senior Brother's room?"
Xie Huaishan had just woken up and let out a long yawn: "I slept with him last night."
Chen Apang's eyes widened like saucers, and his mouth gaped open enough to fit a steamed bun: "You, you slept with Senior Brother?"
He glanced subconsciously at Huo Wangqiu's room. The door was ajar, and he couldn't see anything, but he couldn't imagine his senior brother and Xie Huaishan crammed into one bed.
Xie Huaishan stretched again, his tone light and casual: "Yeah."
As he spoke, he glanced back into the half-open door and saw that Huo Wangqiu had already gotten up. He then waved to Chen Apang and said, "Senior Brother is awake. I won't talk to you anymore."
After saying that, he went inside, leaving Chen Apang standing there scratching his head.
Inside the room, Huo Wangqiu sat on the edge of the bed, his dark hair loosely hanging over his shoulders, half of his clothes slipped down, revealing skin covered with marks of varying depths.
When Xie Huaishan entered, he merely glanced at him expressionlessly, as if nothing had changed.
If Xie Huaishan had seen him like this before, he would have thought to himself that he had a deadpan face, but now he just thought the other person looked strangely cute.
He leaned in and gently pecked Huo Wangqiu's lips. "There's still some time before morning exercise, why don't we play a little longer?"
Before he finished speaking, the person bent down and pounced on him.
Huo Wangqiu was pressed down on the soft mattress. The places he had been tormented in the previous night were still sore and numb. Now that Xie Huaishan was holding him, he couldn't help but groan.
As Xie Huaishan worked, he mumbled, "Senior brother, you don't need to use that scabbard anymore. I'll take your place. What do you think, senior brother?"
"Not good." Huo Wangqiu lay there staring at the roof, his thin lips slightly parted.
Despite saying that, she didn't push Xie Huaishan away. Instead, she reached out and hugged Xie Huaishan's head, subtly tightening her grip.
He recalled that last night, he had noticed someone the moment they stopped outside his door. And by the rhythmic, uneven steps, he instantly recognized Xie Huaishan.
Knowing that people were watching from outside, he deliberately took out his sword sheath, half-undressed, did *that* with his hands, and called out Xie Huaishan's name.
He had been waiting for this day for a long time; the opportunity had finally arrived.
--over--
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