Pretty Tears
FengQing
Day 29: F̷e̷e̷t̷ / B̷e̷a̷s̷t̷i̷a̷l̷i̷t̷y̷ / [Dacryphilia]
Mu Qing's eyes are easy to tear up in bed when Feng Xin is rougher or when he feels good. Feng Xin realises he likes to see that sight.
Feng Xin slapped Mu Qing ass again as he was pounding into him, a hand firmly grabbing his hips. The other martial god was a beautiful thing to look at right now with his cock buried deep into him and wrecking him.
The way his hole stretched around his length as he trusted in and out. The way his ass was now all red from his spanking. The trail of kiss marks up his back. The bite marks on his shoulders still look fresh. The way his hair was now all messed up from how Feng Xin had grabbed it earlier to pull Mu Qing back to him.
But his teary eyes were what made everything better to Feng Xin.
He had noticed it a couple of weeks ago, how these tears were doing things to him. At first, he hated it, feeling somewhat ashamed that seeing Mu Qing cry would get him excited like this. Yet he had finally accepted it. Why ruin his pleasure when there was nothing he could do about it?
It was easy to make Mu Qing cry when they were having sex, be it because Feng Xin was being rough with him or because the pleasure was making him teary. At first, Feng Xin would simply go with what reaction Mu Qing already had naturally, then he started being a bit meaner with him, trying to bring out the tears by himself.
And Mu Qing seemed to be enjoying him being rougher in bed (or wherever they started). He seemed to also enjoy the way Feng Xin was kissing his face afterwards, hand wiping away the tears. His kisses were to taste the salty tears on his lips, not that Feng Xin would ever tell him that aloud.
It was all good to him since it was always in the bed mostly. Sure, he had noticed in the past how people tears would affect him, but Mu Qing was something else completely. Then it started troubling him again when Mu Qing would tear up for other reasons. Something in his eyes, watching sad movies, hurting himself. One time he got hard while they were watching some sappy romance movie that was playing on tv and that made Mu Qing cry, needing to excuse himself.
The worst was when Mu Qing was genuinely sad and Feng Xin simply couldn't control his body, feeling ashamed to react in such a way while Mu Qing was clearly upset. After that time Feng Xin tried to stay away from his tears, making sure not to see them. Of course, Mu Qing had picked up on it after a while and he didn't really care about it (other maybe than where he was genuinely upset, but it was not often).
Feng Xin wanted tears, he would give them to him.
"Am I ugly when I cry while you fuck me?" Mu Qing asked him once, trying to act as if he was offended by him not looking at him anymore, not really to force himself to cry (although he could probably do it on commands). "No! You look beautiful of course" Feng Xin said, looking back at him, blushing a bit at what he just admitted.
"Then quit looking away and fuck me properly," Mu Qing said with a frown.
And with that Mu Qing slowly started taunting Feng Xin with his tears in their everyday life. Feng Cin didn't know he knew, but it was alright, it was much funnier like this.