Having gotten his breathless consent, Lu Yong growled and crushed Wu Chen's lips with his own. His tongue branded the younger man, swirling and tasting him until Wu Chen gasped for breath. Lu Yong ravaged his tender mouth while his hands reached down to cup the muscular mounds below. He kneaded them, pressing him close until he could feel Wu Chen grow hard against his own heat.

Wu Chen felt as though he was melting. He had never been so hot, and the more Lu Yong stroked and kneaded, the hotter he felt. He began kissing Lu Yong with an answering passion, his arms reaching out and wrapping around his Guardian's neck. He instinctively ground against Lu Yong's hard member in an attempt to gain relief from the building tension.

His movements and soft sounds drove Lu Yong mad, and without ending his kiss, he lifted Wu Chen up and placed him on the bed. He settled him gently and then broke the kiss. For a moment, he stood over him, enjoying the soft flush of his skin and his passion filled gaze.

He ran his hand up Wu Chen's leg, and reaching under his robe, he gently tugged on his underclothes and pulled them right off. Lu Yong's hands then reached out and slowly opened Wu Chen's inner robes, allowing him to finally see how beautiful this man truly was.

The moonlight entered through the window and illuminated the fairy before him in a soft ethereal glow. His breath caught, and he felt himself grow rock hard. Wu Chen blushed and instinctively tried to sit up, but Lu Yong stopped him with another searing kiss.

Quickly removing his own robes, Lu Yong climbed onto the bed and leaned over his young ward. He locked Wu Chen's glazed fox eyes with his own and slid his fingers along his delicate jaw until he reached his mouth. He dropped his eyes to his hand as he traced his swollen lips with his thumb.

Wu Chen shuddered at the feel of his hand and slipped his tongue out to give it a gentle lick. Lu Yong felt a wave of heat surge through him with that innocent move, and he sucked in his breath. Trapping Wu Chen between his arms, he bent down to begin exploring his neck and collarbone with his lips and tongue.

He kissed and sucked his way to the small pink nub on his chest. Gently, he licked it, and Wu Chen arched his back with a soft cry, his body trembling beneath his Guardian's experienced mouth. As Lu Yong continued to work the tiny bud, his hand reached out to stroke and caress its way up his inner thigh.

Wu Chen's breathing was growing ragged, and his hands reached up to grip Lu Yong's shoulders in an effort to anchor himself against the mounting pressure. When he felt Lu Yong's warm hand wrap around him, he couldn't help lifting his hips and letting out a startled, 'Ah Yong!'

Immediately, Lu Yong crushed his mouth beneath his own while his hand stroked him in ever quickening movements, his thumb occasionally brushing the slick head to further stimulate him.

Knowing his ward was getting close, he reached out and grabbed the wooden box from its hiding place. Reaching inside, he took the precious bottle and thumbed it open. He released Wu Chen, and moving quickly, he positioned himself between his legs. Tipping the contents of the bottle onto his hand, he slathered his own member with the oil, then set the bottle carefully to the side.

He leaned over his dazed lover, lowering his body until he was partially on top of him, and whispered into his ear, 'I'm going to get you ready. Try to relax.'

Wu Chen bit his lip, but he was too far gone. He could only nod as he felt Lu Yong's hand travel up his inner thigh and lightly run his oiled fingers over his acupoint. Wu Chen was shaking from the sensation of those fingers softly stroking an area no one had ever touched before. Then, Lu Yong pushed one finger inside him.

Wu Chen gasped and instinctively tensed. Lu Yong lowered his head and devoured his lips, his tongue demanding his attention. As Wu Chen lost himself in the kiss, his body relaxed enough for Lu Yong to slowly pump his finger within him. After a few pumps, he located the bundle of nerves and softly stroked it. Wu Chen cried out, the intense pleasure shooting through him left him shaking and weak.

Lu Yong inserted a second finger and continued to stroke and stretch him while he nibbled on his ear. Softly, he demanded, 'Say my name.'

Wu Chen was lost in a whirl of sensation, and he breathlessly whispered, 'Lu Yong.'

Lu Yong licked his ear, his third finger entering below. Wu Chen bucked his hips, a groan slipping past his lips at the feel of his fingers burying themselves within him.

'No. Ah Yong. I want to hear Ah Yong.' He whispered, his breath hot and heavy against Wu Chen's skin, his fingers thrusting faster as he grew more excited.

Wu Chen couldn't breathe, he couldn't think. He was lost in the feeling of those fingers pumping into him and the feel of his lover's mouth on his neck. His arm rose to cover his eyes, and he called out, 'Ah Yong! Ah Yong!'

Lu Yong removed his fingers and flipped the limp Wu Chen over onto his stomach. He rubbed his oiled member between the pale mounds, his hands kneading and stroking them in anticipation. He leaned over Wu Chen's bare back and kissed his shoulder.

'Are you ready for me?' He asked, his voice husky with need.

Wu Chen gripped the sheets, his breathing heavy. He rubbed his head against the bed, his voice quivering as he begged softly, 'Please...Ah Yong...I need...'

Unable to hold back after hearing Wu Chen's plea, Lu Yong slowly pushed his oiled cock into his trembling lover. Wu Chen sucked in his breath at the slight pain, and after getting half-way in, Lu Yong wasn't able to go any deeper.

Lu Yong bent over him and reached around his hip with his oiled hand to begin once again pumping Wu Chen. Wu Chen made gentle whimpering noises deep in his throat with each stroke, and with the double stimulation, Wu Chen's depths relaxed enough for Lu Yong to finally bury himself deep inside.

Wu Chen groaned, his fists clenching the sheets and twisting them in response to the unfamiliar pressure. It was too much! He was too full! His grip on the sheets tightened, and tears twinkled on his eyelashes like stars in the night sky.

Lu Yong gritted his teeth in an attempt to hold back. He could feel the hot, tight muscles squeezing him, and it took everything he had to control himself and slowly begin sliding in and out of his lover. He gripped his narrow waist and aimed for Wu Chen's most sensitive spot as he began thrusting in a rhythm older than time itself.

Soon, they were both gasping and panting, their bodies slick with sweat, the sounds of skin slapping against skin echoing in the room. His blood boiling with lust, Lu Yong thrust faster, Wu Chen's moans ringing in his ears. He loved the sounds he made. They never failed to excite him.

He could feel himself getting closer, and he threw his head back, his own groans loud as he caught sight of Wu Chen's flushed face, lips parting as he panted beneath him.

He felt Wu Chen's muscles tighten around him when he approached the edge, and he thrust deeper in response. Wu Chen's moans grew louder and faster, and his hips pushed back against his Guardian with primal need. He arched his back, and with a sudden cry, he came, his body spasming around Lu Yong's swollen member.

Those spasms gripped and sucked Lu Yong, driving him over the edge with his lover. A long groan burst from his throat as he drove himself deep into Wu Chen one last time, his body releasing itself into the welcoming warmth of his ward.

He shook in the aftermath and waited to withdraw until he was sure he wouldn't crush Wu Chen beneath him. Then, he gently pulled out of his lover and kissed his shoulder before grabbing an extra blanket and wiping them both off. He pulled Wu Chen into his arms and kissed the top of his head.

Wu Chen was exhausted and sore, but happy. This night was everything he had hoped it would be. He laid his head and hand on Lu Yong's chest and sighed deeply. His heart was still pounding, and his breathing was only now beginning to return to normal.

Lu Yong stroked Wu Chen's hair and smiled down at his lover. 'Are you ok?' he asked gently, his own breath still slightly labored.

'En.' Wu Chen nodded, rubbing his face against Lu Yong's bare chest, enjoying his scent.

Lu Yong reached down and tilted Wu Chen's face towards him. Leaning over, he caressed his lips with his own and whispered, 'I love you, Ah Chen.'

Wu Chen blushed at the confession, and he whispered back, his face filled with joy, 'I love you too, Ah Yong.'