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“Welcome home, I’m glad that this trailblaze mission is successful. ” 

After resolving the Stellaron crisis at Xianzhou Luofu, the only thought March had was to hug Himeko as tight as possible- Exploring Xianzhou was fun, but oh does she miss the aroma of coffee that lingers through the passenger cabin and parlor car. 

She had been thinking of revamping her wall with new sets of pictures to preserve the memories the Astral Express crew shared together, reciting their adventures to Himeko so as to surprise Pompom with souvenirs and local specialities- however, out of all things, she did not expect to meet a certain acquaintance in the Astral Express. 

“We are back Himeko, I have lots of stories to tell- General Jing Yuan?!” Exclaimed with surprise, March backed away and bumped into Dan Heng, who had almost dropped the bags of souvenirs he was holding. March did apologize afterwards, but Dan Heng being Dan Heng, only responded with an apathetic nod before turning his eyes back to the Xianzhou General. Disheveled hair as lion’s mane, a lazy smirk stretched across his face- it’s hard to imagine that this kind of person is one of the six charioteers of Xianzhou. One can assume him to be the children of the nouveau riche in Xianzhou until witnessing his wise knowledge in person and reading through his manipulative tactics, only to realize that’s only the tip of the iceberg. As carefree the general may seem, he is not lackadaisical. 

“Who let the lion in?” Amused by the scenario, Caelus remarked and crossed his arms, leaning against the walls of the Astral Express. It’s not an unpleasant guest- but it certainly is a surprising one. He doesn’t try to pry about Jing Yuan’s motives at the Astral Express, instead, he observes.

“Greetings, Astral Express crew, I’m sure you all had fun at Xianzhou? There were a few twists and turns but in the end, all is well. No need to be this nervous, we are friends now, right?” Jing Yuan chuckled lightly, placing the coffee cup down on the table- Himeko’s signature brew, the rich aroma is distinctive enough. Ah, Caelus thinks he understands the situation now. Maybe this was because of him.

“What brings you here, General?” Raising a brow at the white-haired general, Welt inquired about his intentions being present at the Astral Express- It’s not ordinary to see a high-ranking official slacking off, enjoying coffee at the Astral Express out of the blue. At least that’s what Welt thinks.

“Jing Yuan would be fine, Mr Yang. I heard from Caelus that he has a renowned friend, Himeko, who brews the best coffees. You can’t blame me for being curious and wanting to take a sip.” Jing Yuan shrugged, enjoying himself by basking in the rich aroma of caffeine. He’s gotten used to drinking Tea at Xianzhou, it’s good to occasionally switch flavors once in a while. 

“The Astral Express gives the best treatment to their guests. I guess I really am lucky, Lady Himeko.” Jing Yuan added, seeing as the rest of the crewmates settled down and talked about their journey at Xianzhou.

It went smoothly, quite good actually- March being as hyperactive as ever, Caelus adding the details and Dan Heng occasionally joining the conversation. Jing Yuan enjoyed the lifely atmosphere, listening to their adventures and teasing them if needed to.

That was until he winced, his heart rate beating abnormally.

“Damn it…” The general groaned, heat consuming him whole, his heart pumping furiously while his mind set ablaze. Jing Yuan tried to keep his composure- he’s losing it. He can’t seem to remain calm and collected, vision blurry as he slumped to the ground with a heavy thud, unable to catch up with the others. This heatwave is tormenting- it burns every inch of consciousness left, leaving him quenching for air, panting for release. It makes Jing Yuan yearn, desperately wishing to tear the armor off his chest. 

“General?!” March yelled, trying to get his attention, but the man was so lost in his own daze, none of her words managed to wake him up. She tried to approach the man, but was stopped by Welt instead. 

“I’ll take care of this situation. March, Dan Heng and Caelus, please contact Lady Bailu from the Alchemy Commission to diagnose Jing Yuan’s symptoms. Himeko, contact the space station just in case the medical team are all occupied. Don’t worry, I’ll be alert, leave your backs to me and go.” Welt assured, crouching down to carry the general- a hand wrapped around his waist, another slung across his neck. By all means he’s not weak, but the general was heavy- he felt himself panting at each step, dragging Jing Yuan’s body across the passenger cabin.

With no choice, he settled on placing him in his room, letting the general rest on his bed as he observed Jing Yuan’s condition. Welt is a private person, there isn’t much to share in his room aside from clustered pictures on the wall and a half-closed closet. There’s two cups on the table, one empty and the other full, Jing Yuan swore he could still see steam emanating from the tea cup.

“Hey, don’t let go of consciousness, I’m here.” The brunette lightly tapped his hand against Jing Yuan’s face, his tone stern but comforting. Jing Yuan tilted his head until gold eyes locked in place with Welt’s complexion, for the first time seeing the man up close. Welt is a gift, Jing Yuan thinks- there weren't any signs of aging despite a few wrinkles adorning his face. He had rich, brown hair with white highlights, it reminded Jing Yuan of Youth, like pine trees in snow. And those mahogany eyes, crystal and clear, just like a distinguished gentleman. Everything about Welt feels ethereal. It must be the heat- Jing Yuan thinks, because why would his heart beat furiously at the sight of this man? When Welt approaches, especially when he tries to confirm his well-being, Jing Yuan can’t help but focus on the man’s pink tongue and hauntingly delectable lips. Fuck, it must be the heat, because all he yearn is Welt, and his words are so, so blissful. 

Welt is tantalizing, he wants to ravish him whole. 

Jing Yuan almost feels shameful for wanting to ruin that man, but then again, arousal is stronger than dignity. Like a beast, he preys. The moment Welt tries to unbuckle Jing Yuan’s shirt to cool him off, the lion is already freed from his cage. Jing Yuan’s eyes flared and his hands gripped Welt’s arm, fingers digging red marks through pale skin- caught surprised, Welt tried to free himself from Jing Yuan’s grip, but the general’s claws were sharp and overwhelming. He clings onto him like the last straw, hands brushing against Welt’s soft fingers- Welt can see the gleeful smirk painted on the general’s face.

A lion pouncing on top of him, ready to devour him whole. Ready to mount and mark.

It must be the heat, truly. There’s no way this eloquent, indolent general would desire someone like him. He’s out of his goddamn mind- Welt pauses, suppressing a scoff. But Jing Yuan’s actions is proven otherwise, the man jolted up with a burst of enthusiasm and pinned him to the bedpost, now Welt being the one beneath Jing Yuan, pinned down by the general with a single hand while the other traced down Welt’s stomach, sliding inside the pale skin through the hem of his shirt. 

“General! You- what are you doing?!” Welt bites his lip- he’s a dignified man, to simply allow some general to take control of his body, that’s a shame he refuses to bare. Especially when Jing Yuan's hand is so close to his chest, bruising the red nipple. 

“Jing Yuan.” The lion purrs, his voice low and seductive, just adequate enough to make the man beneath him flinch in displeasure. “That’s my name.” Jing Yuan’s warmth breath was enough to startle Welt, his ears tinted pink the moment he saw fangs when the general groaned. Forgive him for gazing into the gold orbs- Welt can see the predatory eyes going feral at his disposition. Aeons above, Jing Yuan wants to absolutely tear him apart until Welt is at his mercy.

He knows this is wrong, so awful to take advantage of a man as sophisticated as Welt, yet his carnal desires begged to differ. He’s ecstatic, oh how he wishes to make him cry and submit under pleasure- yes, Jing Yuan thinks he's truly gone mad. Oh, how is he supposed to face Yan Qing? Knowing that as his mentor he lusted for a man. 

“Hey-! Are you even listening to me?” Welt barks back, kicking against the general’s leg. But Jing Yuan was as steady as boulders, he didn’t even flinch. If anything, that urged the general to hold the leg that tried to resist him to assert domination, spreading Welt’s leg apart as Jing Yuan’s knee pressed dangerously close to his crotch. Welt swore he had heard a whistle of delight, his face blooming red with embarrassment.

“Jing Yuan… you. You truly are insufferable.” Welt snaps, he can’t deny it no longer, this strange attraction to the general, he’s been feeling it too. Maybe he saw through the lust and desire, maybe he craved this adrenaline rush- How would the people of Xianzhou feel, knowing that their general worships his body like a devout believer, kissing his skin and purring at his touch- oh, that sinful thought turns him on. 

After all, in this game of prey and predator, none of them are innocent.

“Oh Welt,” Jing Yuan gasps, unbuckling Welt’s shirt and tossing it to the nightstand, “I want to breed you.”

This time around, Welt shuts up and lets Jing Yuan do the work, he’s too flustered to retort. It was a silent permission, both of them knew- so Jing Yuan takes it as a blessing and an invitation.

“Allow me?” He taunts, claiming his prize.

Hastily unzipping Welt’s pants, Jing Yuan spared no time hesitating, getting straight to work. Now Welt is the one to see the general’s hand in detail- broad, rough fingers that could easily bruise his skin. This is the hands of a general who once triumphed over disasters, the one who wields a spear to penetrate through foes, and is now softly caressing his thigh. Those hands that once caused bloodshed now tenderly massages his skin, making its way to his sensitive rim. The general would never palm or touch his erection- Jing Yuan will make Welt cum just from having his cock rammed against his hole. Welt deserves to only cum from being impaled on his cock, to moan and scream for rising pleasure.

But Welt, oh so stubborn Welt- he’s not the one to yield. Both of them will only have to fight for domination, even if it means drowning in this so-called fever dream. But that’s where the exciting part is, isn’t it? Where either of them have the chance to turn the tides. 

“Tsk-!” Welt flinches, snapped awake from his own thoughts when he felt a finger drawing circles around the rim, teasing him before penetrating. He is a virgin, Jing Yuan could tell the moment the man shrieks when his finger curled up inside his warm walls. Welt’s voice was like music to his ears, he could hear soft whimpers and pleas, all while displaying a scrunched up face- Jing Yuan swore he almost laughed at that. That man was practically clinging onto dear life, refusing to submit to his senses, resisting pleasure for the sake of pride, something that should be discarded the moment he allowed himself to Jing Yuan.

“No lube in the Astral Express? I’ll eat you out if you don’t mind.” The general joked, arching a second finger, making Welt cry in surprise. Two fingers began to scissor his hole, stretching and penetrating the lewd cavern, searching for the specific spot that would make Welt finally scream of ecstasy. Welt gasped for air- he felt so vulnerable under Jing Yuan’s touch, especially when the fingers kept tracing across his walls, moving in and out in infrequent speed. By then Welt has finally realized how large his fingers are, the bony knuckles making him shiver as it brushes against the soft walls. It hurt- Jing Yuan’s fingers scraped against the soft, tender flesh without mercy. Welt knew he was burning, he should have never agreed to this.

“Absolutely not. That’s gross.” It’s cute when the guy cringes at his suggestions too, Jing Yuan thinks. Welt tries so hard to cover up his arousal, it’s so pathetically obvious that Jing Yuan wants to torment the man even more. What reaction would he give if he teased further? No, what chemistry would they share, if he wanted to explore further. Would Welt beg for him to fuck him brutally, if he teased him so much the man was practically limping?

Jing Yuan licked his lips- those imaginations are going berserk in his head. 

“It’s not everyday that you get to enjoy being eaten out by a general of the Xianzhou Alliance. Not taking up the offer? I’ll do all the work, just relax.” As Welt was distracted by Jing Yuan’s indecent words, Jing Yuan was still eagerly fingering the man’s hole, a wave of delight flashed across his face when he found a particular spot that had Welt digging his fingers into his back, like a fussy cat clawing and hissing. Two fingers must have pressed the right buttons because Welt moaned, and regretted it soon afterwards, not having the face to meet Jing Yuan’s smirk. The man was so red, it’s almost like Welt’s the one in heat instead.

“Reconsider?” Jing Yuan raised a brow, challenging the other. He lifted one leg up onto his shoulder, massaging the calf in circles to soothe Welt who was nervous. His hair is disheveled by sweat now, skin tinted pink. It’s like an open canvas and Jing Yuan just wants to bite him, to declare his mark all over the man’s body. Yes, he would look so beautiful with bite marks, he already is gorgeous on the verge of tears.

“Aaahn- Jing Yuan, no. Don’t even think about it.” Welt just had to burst his bubble, Jing Yuan rolled his eyes at that and pressed harder against the prostate for personal revenge. He wouldn’t force it upon Welt if he didn’t want to, maybe he would bring it up again next time. He truly can’t forget this experience, now that he was the only one to explore him whole.

“You’ll let me kiss you if I don’t?” It came off as a plea, not as Jing Yuan minds, as long as Welt is listening to those words.

Welt does not answer, nor does he disapprove of that message, so Jing Yuan takes the answer as yes. 

Even if two fingers were stretching him, Welt’s hole was still tight. Jing Yuan groaned when the walls sucked his fingers in, the moist cavern lubing up his fingers effortlessly. No wonder Welt doesn’t have lube, his hole is so wet. Jing Yuan just wants to insert his length inside of him and fuck him raw- but he controlled his intrusive thoughts, he can’t possibly use blood as lube at Welt’s first time.

“Goodness, you’re so tight. Never jacked off or masturbated once?” It was only a question, but the annoyed and confused look on Welt’s face provided the answers he needed.

“Change the topic or get out of the Astral Express.” Flustered, Welt sucked in a harsh breath, trying to contain his moans from leaking out. Back then he was occupied by trauma and herrschers haunting his world, he couldn’t possibly have time to pleasure himself. Not like he could tell Jing Yuan, it would just make things awkward, especially when the general is fucking his ass deep and he’s trauma-dumping his pent up depression. Great, now he’s even more embarrassed imagining the scene.

“I’ll leave you hanging without pleasure. Would you like that? Tsk tsk.” Jing Yuan frowned playfully, adding a third finger inside the rim. At this point Welt had gotten used to the pain, eyes hazed with pleasure and mouth hung open, saliva dripping down his lips. Each touch makes his heart flutter, his body shiver. But no, it’s not enough- never enough to only have three fingers massaging his prostate- he needs more. He craves Jing Yuan, needs Jing Yuan to fulfill his sexual frustration. He wants to be bred . And if that bastard general dares to leave him hanging, he will have beef with the entirety of Xianzhou Alliance. 

“Jing Yuan, I swear to the Lightning-Lord, just shut up and fuck me .” 

“Oh.” It took a second for Jing Yuan to process the message, his actions of fingering Welt meeting to an abrupt stop. 

“ Oh. ” Welt had actually said it- swearing to the Lightning-Lord himself. Audacious, demanding and so, so determined.

“ Welt Yang, I’m going to utterly destroy you .” Jing Yuan laughs mockingly, before glaring back at the brunette, eyes practically glowing with lust. Now this is something they can both stop bickering about.

“Fuck-!” Welt knew he triggered something within the general, judging by his snarl and rough manner when he pulled his fingers away from his hole without mercy. Is this what adrenaline feels like? Because Welt is so caught up by pleasure, unable to hide the excitement when he sees the general stroking his cock to his whimpers.

Aeons, Jing Yuan is huge. The man had a large cock with a red crown, it’s the first time Welt had ever felt so intimidated by the size of his length. He knew Jing Yuan’s palm was large, but seeing that even the man couldn’t even encircle his length with one hand- fuck, it must be huge. Welt is horrified and aroused- he quite literally is getting impaled on a spear. Said spear that would flatten his walls and have his voice soar and back hurt for days.

Jing Yuan then aligns himself with Welt’s entrance, his cock kissing the tip of Welt’s puffy rim, before pushing in in one go. He hisses, feeling the wet warmth welcome him deeper inside, latching onto his cock like it’s the only thing Welt had ever wanted. It’s the first time Welt had ever seen the man moan, panting like an animal in heat, sharing the same glossy eyes like his.

“Grrghn–mmmhn- Aaaah…” Welt could no longer contain those moans. No more snarky remarks, just pure ecstasy. He’s tired, exasperated even, both of his legs wrapped around the general’s neck, toes curled up as he whined- he got what he wanted, didn’t he? But it hurts, hurts so much- Jing Yuan’s cock just kept penetrating deeper, uncaring to his pleas and protests. It’s thick and merciless, ramming in and out of his hole.

“So soon, Welt? It’s barely halfway in.” Jing Yuan taunted, grinning at the sight of Welt’s puffy rim swallowing his cock hungrily, desperate for more. The loud squelch was enough to prove that Welt’s enjoying this, as much as he is. He pulled away, excited to see Welt’s reaction, which ended up being the other groaning in dissatisfaction. 

“Fuck… just shove it in me. Please.”  Any sooner March, Dan Heng and Caelus would have returned, and they would see him drenched with sweat and cum, reeking of sex. He doesn’t have time for any preparation- not because he is eager to feel the whole bulging length in his hole, of course.

“Beg.” Jing Yuan commanded, stroking his cock, slit leaking precum. He’s at his limit too, but what’s the fun if Welt does not get on his knees and worship his cock? Not like Welt would have done it, it’s still a tempting, delusional thought.

“Are you serious?!” Welt retaliated- that bastard, just when he was caught up in pleasure! He’s riling him up on purpose, just to see him beg. Welt gritted his teeth and bit his lip, unwilling to do something as shameless as begging for cock to fuck him. 

“Which part of me am I not?” Jing Yuan smirked, pulling Welt into a kiss, his tongue overlapping with Welt’s- it was a sloppy makeout, not like Welt had cared enough, as the man slapped the general’s face away with a snarl, a threat that comes off desperate instead of demanding. Jing Yuan can’t even prepare himself for what the man says next.

“Jing Yuan, if you don’t fuck me this instant- I’ll get off fingering myself thinking of Lightnight-Lord plowing me open. Don’t fucking test me, I will.” Welt hisses, his nose pressing against the other, locking gaze with the man, both of them unwilling to give in to each other’s desires. 

Oh that sight. The fucking image that Welt had fed him, that is something Jing Yuan would have to suffer thinking off. 

And Jing Yuan howls, spreading Welt’s leg apart and shoving all of his cock in with one go, sneering at Welt whose eyes had gone blank. “Welt, heavens- you’re so feisty and insatiable.” Jing Yuan confesses, pounding Welt furiously, his cock grinding against the soft walls and especially hard on the prostate. 

“You manage to catch me off guard every time. I wonder how many surprises you hold?” But Welt’s too drunk on cock to answer that question, he’s just gasping for air and getting high off pleasure, bouncing on Jing Yuan’s cock like he needs it desperately. Jing Yuan merely chuckles at the sight, tracing the outlines of his cock through Welt’s thin belly, admiring his own work. He holds Welt in place, gripping tightly on the man’s waist before slamming him down on his length, making Welt mewl like a lewd harlot.

“Moan my name.” Jing Yuan breathes against his nape, biting his ears gently, teeth dragging against the earlobe dangerously. He’s close as well, at his edge.

“Jing Yuan!” 

“So good… so good for me. That’s it, Welt. I’ll make you feel good.” Jing Yuan did as he promised, satisfied with the scream Welt had let out when he pummeled his insides, catching up the pace, going faster and harsher. He’s going to fuck him until Welt is seeing stars, just like what the man wanted. Welt is just so addicting, he might just be the prey instead, captivated by Welt’s alluring eyes and voluptuous body. 

“You had better.” Welt sneers, a loud scream soon follows when Jing Yuan cums inside him without warning. Hot, thick cum filling him full, burning his insides and breaking all consciousness. Jing Yuan was breeding him as promised, making sure Welt accepted each drop of his essence, feeling smug when he saw the man’s stomach bloat, swelled up with his cum. 

It was about 10 minutes until Welt forcefully pushed him off his chest, Jing Yuan’s cock sliding out from the man’s hole with a lewd, wet pop. Cum flowed through his hole like a stream of river, tainting the bed sheets- it was such a satiable sight for Jing Yuan, to see Welt anxiously cleaning himself up, knowing that each step he takes cum would drip down those delectable thighs.

“Fuck! You should get dressed before Himeko and the others find out.” Well if it isn’t the consequences of his own actions, Welt cursed to himself, urging the other to leave and announce his so-called recovery. 

“Well, Mr Yang, you see- the walls aren’t exactly thin.” Jing Yuan added mischievously, a playful wink darted to the bewildered gentleman before putting on his clothes and buckling his pants. “Maybe let me eat you out next time and I’ll promise to be discreet?”

Too late he’s destined to die of humiliation, but the fucker who had just gave him migraine (and a broken back) could waltz off easily like nothing happened.

Welt promptly flipped him off and blocked his number. Though, knowing the general, he would find ways to get to him without needing his phone number.

“Welt Yang, goodness gracious, what the fuck had I just witnessed. How am I supposed to live with the fact that my travel companion got dicked down by a general and enjoyed it. What the actual fuck, Welt? You are fucked, physically and mentally. You will regret this.” It wasn’t until Jing Yuan had left the Astral Express, only then the closet door creaked open, revealing a relatively mortified blond man in a white suit. Void Archives was not prepared for this, for years he had been living in Welt’s room, this is the first time he had ever seen Welt so intimate with another man. It’s weird…to say the least.

“I already am, stop adding salt to the wound, Void.” Welt groaned, walking to the bathroom as cum dripped down the carpet.

“I still can’t comprehend that you talked about the lightn-”

“Void, I swear to Nanook I’m going to erase your existence if anyone finds out.”

Amused, Void Archives kept his mouth shut, now holding his companion’s dirty little secret. 

Welt didn’t rest well that night, he tried- the thought of Jing Yuan made him lose sleep.

The next day, he was invited to drink coffee with Himeko and the others. 

“Ah Welt, here you are, grab a seat.” Himeko assured, a jovial smile adorning her face, “did you enjoy yourself last night?”

Welt chokes on the coffee, coughing at the remark directed for him, personally.

“ Because we certainly didn’t. Maybe next time, don’t fuck the general in the Astral Express out of all places. Believe me, Pompom’s been complaining about having nightmares. ” Himeko asserted, this time, her smile was not very reassuring. 

Extras (Text Messages)

March : General, you did that on purpose, didn’t you? There’s nothing wrong with the coffee!

Jing Yuan : Why would I go through all the fuss just for this?

March : Why won’t you?

Jing Yuan : oh oops gotta go train Yan Qing. Have fun at Xianzhou!

Jing Yuan : Thank you for the coffee, Lady Himeko, it’s very delightful

Himeko : I appreciate it general, still, it would be a pleasure if you don’t break Welt’s back, he already has too much to carry :)

Jing Yuan : Welt's pussy really hits different 

Himeko : :)

[Himeko blocked Jing Yuan]