Pretty Hands On A Delicate Neck
HuaLian

Day 25: L̷a̷c̷t̷a̷t̷i̷o̷n̷ / [Breath Play] / B̷u̷r̷n̷ ̷P̷l̷a̷y̷

Hua Cheng knows a lot about kinky play and Xie Lian is curious and want to try more thing. He will always trust his husband, even with his hands around his throat.

"Are you sure?" Hua Cheng asked, still looking unsure about doing this, yet his husband looked as confident as he did when he first asked him. He tensed a bit when he felt Xie Lian grab his hand, taking it to his mouth, leaving a little kiss on his palm.

Then he brought the hand to his neck, smiling up to Hua Cheng, "I trust you, I know you won't hurt me and will stop immediately if needed " he replied.

Xie Lian knew that Hua Cheng knew more about kinky play than he did, from being in the scene for a while now. From what Hua Cheng would tell him, he had learned about a lot of plays, being a dom for people who might need one ("But my prince was always in my heart" Hua Cheng would assure him as if him doing something like this before meeting him again was bad).

On the other hand, there was Xie Lian, who grew up being told that chastity and celibacy was the thing to do and follow. He knew nearly nothing, Hua Cheng had been his first in everything. He had been surprised when he discovered some of Hua Cheng's toy and BDSM gears (to Hua Cheng's horror), but never judged him for his preferences. "I wouldn't mind trying" he had assured him, looking rather excited at the idea.

And so, their sex life had spiced up a bit, Xie Lian also discovering kinks he has while Hua Cheng was more than happy to work with what he wanted. Every now and then Xie Lian would come up with something he was curious about and wanted to try.

And this is how he now had his hands around his throat. He was usually alright with anything, but this did make him nervous because if he was not careful enough, he could seriously injure Xie Lian and this would probably kill Hua Cheng to do so.

"If you need me to let go or just stop for any reason, tap my arm," he asked, bending down to kiss him a little, fingers caressing his skin. Xie Lian smiled at him, tapping his arm to show he understood.

And so they resumed what they had started, Hua Cheng trusting inside of him again, his hand simply resting at his neck first. Then he started to grip. He made sure that he was doing it safely, not squashing his windpipe and only then did he start a better and faster rhythm.

Of course, he was watching closely Xie Lian expression and he was surprised by how much he seemed to enjoy it. He'd let go a bit when it seemed necessary, otherwise, he would keep going. Who was he to keep gege from something he enjoyed?

And Xie Lian was enjoying it, the lack of oxygen was making him lightheaded, making everything feel better. It was new yet the sensation was somewhat familiar, reminiscent of his teens years where he would force himself to be quiet when pleasuring himself because he didn't want to be found out. Reminiscent of days where he had noticed that holding his breath until he really needed air again and masturbating made him feel even better.

This was just something else because his instincts who were telling him he needed air were not at play here.

And this ended up making him come hard, spasming and clenching around Hua Cheng. His husband was not far behind, forcing himself to let go when he came too so he wouldn't accidentally end up hurting him by squeezing his throat for real.

He pulled out as he watched Xie Lian gasping for air, panting heavily and still looking dazed. This made Hua Cheng bend over, kissing his neck where his fingers had been pressing earlier.

Once he made sure Xie Lian was back to more regular breathing he laid back down with him. He pulled Xie Lian in a tight hug, hand playing in his messy hair.

"Did gege enjoy it as he wanted?" he asked softly, quietly leaving a little kiss on top of his head. He received a pleased hum at the question "San Lang did perfectly good" replied Xie Lian in a rougher voice than usual.

This made Hua Cheng hum too. If Xie Lian like it then it was all perfect, it is what counted most to him.