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[ Yeah, right there on the bicep. Beowulf clenches his fingers around his other wrist and tightens his muscles just a little bit more. It's been.. such a long time since he's really gotten somebody to marvel at his muscles like this. The mediocre acting gig he landed after his retirement really didnt show off his physique like this. Granted.. it was for a child's TV show, but Beowulf would be lying if he said he didn't enjoy people being impressed by his body. In fact, while we are just waiting here, he's going to open up his robe a little bit more to show off his chest, just as muscular as the rest of him and with a thin sheet of dark body hair covering his skin. ]
Don't just stop at my arms, pretty boy. You can touch more if you want.
[ But he's asking a sincere question here, and Beowulf gives Wei Wuxian a bright smile. He won't spill his secrets drugs, probably but he will answer him with something. ]
Easy! Lots of protein, lots of strengthening exercises. I had to maintain a certain weight to qualify in the fights I engaged in. It's a sport! Get it? People pay big, big money to watch me kick some ass! I can't let them down.
[ Something about the combination of Beowulf opening up his robe some more and being called pretty boy has Wei Wuxian almost pausing because what the hell kind of situation has he just landed himself in?
But he's also incredibly vain so being called pretty boy has actually made him very happy. He grins, bright, and will in fact reach out with his other hand to press it against Beowulf's chest, assessing the muscle there as well. This is fine. ]
Huh. Softer than expected. [ He's touching his pec, which, well, if he's not actively flexing — it would be soft. But it's still nice to touch. ] You're impressive, it must've taken some work to get like this.
[ And then Beowulf is explaining his training regimen and, alright. This actually isn't too strange. He's watched people fight for fun before, put money on it even. It's the same concept, just from a different perspective. This isn't too unfamiliar to him at all! ]
Ever use weapons? A sword, maybe? [ Most people he knows use swords. But he's getting the feeling this guy is more of a hand to hand combat type of guy. ]
[ They might as well make the most of the private time they have together while they can, and he naturally is all about skin ship here. His acquaintance could keep going lower if he wanted to also. Beowulf encourages just that after he’s been properly touched on the chest, taking hold of Wei Wuxian’s hand and guiding his hand down his core, stopping shy at his robe belt. His voice falls surprisingly soft for someone who has a lot of stage presence. ]
Be as curious as you’d like, baby.
[ Though, the next question earns him a chuckle. ]
A sword? Hell no! I use a steel chair! I’m really pissed off it’s not here with me!
[ ... Huh. He's not expecting Beowulf to take his hand, nor to move it lower. Skin ship is definitely something Wei Wuxian enjoys — he's a handsy guy, a flirty guy, loves to get up close and personal with people whenever he has the option. What he didn't expect was to meet someone who matches that energy, but in a completely different way. Wei Wuxian is the cuddly cat to Beowulf's enthusiastic dog.
They're still in this car together but it is private, the windows are tinted, there's no one to interrupt them. They're also both dressed in practically nothing — Wei Wuxian has a terrycloth robe on, tied at the waist and open a little at the chest, showing a pale collarbone and the hint of a branding mark where his heart is.
Hm. His hand on Beowulf's bicep moves to his chest, the hand above his robe belt slips under the fabric and splays flat against his abdomen. A really well defined abdomen at that. Impressive. Wei Wuxian shifts closer to touch, closing some of the distance between them.
Then Beowulf is explaining about his weapon of choice and — huh! He imagines a chair, imagines it made of steel. He thinks it's gotta hurt. ]
A steel chair, huh? You really are strong. [ He really has no idea it's just a folding chair. He's thinking like, a throne or something made of thick steel. Yeah. ] Maybe you'll be able to find it. Are you expecting to fight people while here?
[ It does hurt. That's why it's called The Hurting.
He hums, enjoying the skin to skin contact and being like this with someone else in a car really does send him down to memory lane-- where this was a daily occurrence with fans, men, women, monsters. He's had a very successful career in the spotlight and had everything he could have ever wanted, but something at the height of his career made him retire. It's something he's not proud about. Wei Wuxian doesn't need to know that though.
For someone with an ego and hot-temper, Beowulf was pretty kind. His fame never affected the fact he cared about people in general. ]
I hope I can fight others. I'm the strongest there is and everyone should see that about me. You like it?
[ His hand lifts, catching the other man at the chin. ]
The tragic backstory can definitely be saved for another day. Otherwise, it would just ruin the mood, wouldn't it? And what a mood it is. Wei Wuxian is weighing his options here, considering what he wants to do next. They haven't introduced themselves to each other yet but that... isn't much of a concern either, he thinks.
No, no, he's had more flighty encounters than this before. At least Beowulf is being nice to him. He looks a little surprised when his chin is tilted up and he doesn't think he's misreading what's going on here. So, it's time to make a decision. ]
Mm, I do. I bet you'd be an entertaining watch.
[ A catlike grin curls on his face and then Wei Wuxian moves his hands, fingers clutching the lapels of Beowulf's robes before pulling him in for what is, hopefully, a kiss. If Beowulf allows it, that is. ]
[ Well, he was going to ask Wei Wuxian to give him some sugar, but it doesn't look like he needs to. This feels.. just really refreshing; to have another pretty body close, to feel somebody's lips on his, to feel wanted after seeing his career sink from a certain incident. He's been with so many people throughout his career, but never once did he ever want to be too open about whatever R18 behavior he was involved in. He has a lot of kid fans, and he wouldn't want to disappoint them or their parents.
But let's just say he's pretty sleazy and does a great job keeping it private.. for the most part. Nothing about wrestling is straight-coded anyway.
It's a good and heavy kiss anyway, and like a breath of fresh air, Beowulf sighs under his lips, not hesitating to curl his arms properly around the smaller man. He feels wanted. This feeling he hasn't felt in such a long time! One of his hands lets Wei Wuxian go so it can twirl and play with the ends of his hair, breaking off their kiss so he can move to his new acquaintance's jawline, kissing him there. ]
[ One day, Wei Wuxian is going to watch Beowulf actually wrestle and then a lot of things sure will make sense. The inherent eroticism of pro wrestling........... Wei Wuxian will be a fan. For now, he's just going to kiss him, his mouth opening to deepen the kiss and letting his hands slide over Beowulf's chest, curling at his shoulders. Mm, this is nice.
When the kiss breaks, Wei Wuxian is a little flushed, lips pink. His eyes flutter closed at the kiss to his jaw and he lets out a pleased hum as he's held. This is nice. He'll even shuffle closer then, closing the distance between them and crawling into Beowulf's lap to straddle him, legs on either side of his waist, bracketing him. At least, the car is big enough so he's able to do this, not hitting his head in the process.
The question comes and there's a pleased feeling at the baby. Go ahead, keep calling him pet names. ]
Wei Wuxian. What about you, big guy?
[ If there's one thing Wei Wuxian likes doing, it's pleasing his partners. He's going to lean in close then, arms curling around Beowulf's neck and fingers sliding into his short hair to pet through it gently. ]
[ Oh, no. They’re both people pleasers, so this could quickly become a competition, which also, Beowulf is obviously competitive too.
He’s not too sure what he’s done to get a lucky break like this— someone flirty and forward enough to assert themselves in his lap. It’s really boosting his ego further, which even if it’s high to begin with, Wei Wuxian is catching him in the midst of what was a lonely and dark season for him. The confidence boost is nice. ]
Wei.. Wuuuxian.
[ he’s from fantasy America, and the pronunciation is a little off; as diverse as his homeland is, there’s not many from his version of China that he’s encountered, but he is practically purring the name as he busies removing Wei Wuxian’s hair tie to let all that dark hair down, combing through it and loving the feeling of it.
His chest hitches with a chuckle. They’re from two totally different worlds and time periods, but they seem to be getting along just fine. He would introduce himself with a little more vigor as he is immensely proud of himself, but he keeps it short. ]
Name’s Beowulf.
[ which is probably not his real name but it’s stage motif so he’s gotta keep it up. ]
You know, I adore men with long hair— gives me something to pull. What’s something you adore?
[ Oh no. So is Wei Wuxian. Don't challenge him, he can't say no to a challenge. Though, he's well enough aware he couldn't take Beowulf in a physical fight. Which is why it's good they're doing something else physical instead.
But honestly, he doesn't have a reason not to do this, not to flirt and have fun and see where this goes. If it's just making out, that's fine. If it's sex, that's even better. Beowulf is attractive and energetic and has a good body. All things Wei Wuxian likes.
When he says his name though, there's a soft laugh from Wei Wuxian and then he offers — ]
Wei Ying is my birth name, if that's easier.
[ He's used to giving his courtesy name, keeping his birth name for those he's close to but. He thinks Beowulf would have an easier time with the "Ying" over the "Wuxian". But he likes the sound of Beowulf's voice, the deep timbre making him shiver and it's easy to undo the red ribbon keeping his hair up, letting it all fall down across his neck and shoulders. He looks a little more disheveled like that, face a little more boyish and cute.
His fingers remain curled in Beowulf's hair, lingering in his personal space and with a hum, he repeats — ]
Beowulf.
[ He sounds pleased while he says it, doesn't doubt it being Beowulf's name at all. Why would he? It sounds just as normal as anything else. For now, he'll lean forward into Beowulf's space, pressing a kiss to his nose and then lingering, inky black hair curtaining the two of them a little as he hovers over Beowulf's face.
Something he adores, huh? ]
I like men who know exactly where to touch.
[ And as he says this, fingers curl around one of Beowulf's wrists, dragging it down to rest on his waist. Wei Wuxian has a thin, snatched waist and a plump, full backside. A thing he knows his lovers tend to like about him the most. ]
[ Likewise, it’s nice hearing Wei Wuxian say his name. Of course, as an entertainer, he enjoys hearing his name all of the time. In the crowd, out in public, in the sheets— it doesn’t matter to him.
That’s the most consensual “let’s go” if he ever had heard one, and his hands give his partner a squeeze at the waist before he reaches down to untie his robe belt, pulling his clothing apart and revealing the rest of his body. Wei Wuxian can finally see that solid abdomen he had been touching, and a thick trail of hair leading down to his uncut cock, now standing half-mast. Like clockwork, Beowulf gets to disrobing his partner, untying the belt and sliding the robe entirely off of Wei Wuxian, allowing it to fall carelessly around their hips, but it can be handy for clean up when they’re finished with that terry cloth material. With all of that out of the way, there’s a lot more skin to skin contact, and the brunette only encourages that further, large palms curling around his partner’s hips and pulling him in close. He takes a hold of both of their cocks with one of his hands while the other grabs his ass, getting a feel for that too.
Yeah, that’s a nice ass. ]
Hah! That so? Something tells me you like getting in a heap of trouble too, don’t’ya?
[ i can’t promise he won’t howl when he busts a nut so i guess mentally prepare for that ……………… ]
[ HATE IT HERE. GENUINELY HAVE TO WONDER IF THE HOWL WILL SCARE WEI WUXIAN BECAUSE HE'S SCARED OF DOGS. IT'S FINE. WHATEVER!!!!!
BUT.
Look, it's fine. Wei Wuxian does not stop Beowulf from his actions, letting him undo their robes and letting his eyes drift over the other man's body. They linger on his cock, a raised eyebrow, a pleased expression, and he's tempted to get his fingers around it, to stroke him past that half-mast into full hardness. But for now, he lets Beowulf undo his own robes after and lets the robe fall, pulling his arms back to pull them out of the sleeves and get those arms back around Beowulf's neck.
Naked, Wei Wuxian's body is on display. He cuts a nice figure, lithe and pretty. With his long hair splayed over his shoulders and that sharp smile on his face, he looks good. All temptation. And so, he lets Beowulf pull him closer, shifting to slide over his lap and letting the other man line up their cocks. He'll press his hips back into the palm caressing his ass and then rock them forward to drag his half-hard cock against Beowulf's. ]
Mm, well, I suppose that depends on what you define as trouble.
[ But he won't let Beowulf answer right away, leaning forward to take his mouth in his own. He kisses him, eager and sensual, mouth parting to let their tongues slide together and let the kiss deepen. He'll do that for a while, as Beowulf strokes them. ]
It's nice seeing a graceful figure; they're quite the opposites in that regard, but a body is a body, he doesn't discriminate, maybe he even prefers smaller figures, but who is to know when he's spent years getting up close and personal with a bunch of other sweaty, muscular guys. Wei Wuxian likes kissing, doesn't he? He has no complaints about being greeted by the other man's mouth once again, the slide against his thighs and increase of pressure between them causing him to moan into their kissing. He likes what he feels and he wants his partner to know that, so he's not really quiet in bed at all. Why should he be? Why should anyone, really?
He tonguefucks his mouth in return, lapping and sucking until Wei Wuxian can feel his lips beginning to swell, but that's not the only thing swelling right now either.. each slide from his partner's hips and pump of his own hand feeds his arousal, the pad of his thumb running along both of their shafts, massaging and teasing the very end of them both. When he finally breaks their kiss to breathe, Beowulf takes a gulp of air before putting some attention on his partner's neck instead. He latches onto a patch of soft skin, fingers curling into Wei Wuxian's ass almost possessively. He intends to leave a mark, purposefully wanting it to be visible, and releases his skin with an audible pop when he feels the hickey's warmth beneath his mouth. ]
Mm, the kind of trouble that deserves some punishment.
[ He's just trying to figure out just what kind of playful guy he's got on his lap right now. ]
Now Beowulf might not discriminate but one thing's for sure is that Wei Wuxian likes the muscular. He likes being manhandled and likes a partner who is strong enough to take what they want. It's just one of his many quirks. For now though, Wei Wuxian is going to keep kissing Beowulf as he settles fully in his lap, rocking his hips up into his hand as he feels his cock harden even more. And when Beowulf moans, he seems immensely pleased with that and himself, licking into Beowulf's mouth with eager swipes of his tongue in order to make the kiss deeper.
His breath will come a little shorter after a while, growing breathless from the kissing and moaning softly into Beowulf's mouth to show how much he likes it. When the kiss breaks and Beowulf pivots to his throat, Wei Wuxian lets his head tilt back to offer it up, his fingers clutching the back of Beowulf's hair, the other hand braced on his shoulder. He doesn't even mind being marked up because that is very much another thing he likes.
He laughs a little breathlessly at Beowulf's words and a smile curls over his face. Now, he's not a big fan of spanking but anything else, he's sure to enjoy. He wonders what Beowulf has in mind. ]
Even if I've been nothing but a good boy this whole time?
[ He teases, he's teasing, pulling his face back to look at Beowulf's with a wink. He'll lean in to kiss his cheek, innocent as can be, before just lingering with his mouth almost touching Beowulf's.
[ Wei Wuxian has no idea that he’s really giving this washed up retiree a sensation that he felt back in the glory days— waking up next to an attractive stranger and not hesitating at all to get down and dirty. It’s precisely the kind of lifestyle he was wanting to get back into. What a crazy way to fall into it again.
It really is amazing how well their energy bounces off of one another. For Beowulf, he’s a true switch and can adapt to whatever his partner throws his way, but he’s also an honest and nice person despite being full of himself. Ultimately, he wants his partners pleased just like his fans.
Once their kids has parted, Wei Wuxian will feel a tug of his hair, exposing his neck even further. ]
Let’s see it, then.
[ The stroking of their cocks stops, and Beowulf can maneuver that lithe body with ease if he doesn’t resist. He turns the other man around, pressing his face towards the dashboard. A little more adjusting and his cock is nestled nicely along those plump asscheeks, hotdogging him properly. He makes a sound of approval, and gives the side of his hip a brief pop with his hand. ]
Your ass is something else, you know. Rock it with me, baby!
[ just add him to the exhaustive list of people who like wwx ass i guess… love pretending this car is gigantic on the inside ]
[ THE CAR IS TOTALLY BIG ON THE INSIDE. Probably. Maybe. Either way Wei Wuxian does not fight it as Beowulf moves him around, letting his hand grab the front seat in front of them, since they're probably at least in the backseat to give them. Some room.
He jerks backwards instinctively when his ass is popped, making a pleased noise at the feeling of Beowulf's cock between his cheeks. Then he's going to start rocking against him, grinding against that cock and letting the sensation of it overwhelm him. At the same time, he reaches a hand underneath himself, curling it around his cock and stroking it as he grinds up against Beowulf's cock.
Ah, fuck, that's nice. ]
Ha...! You're crazy but your cock is nice. You should fuck me when we're not stuck in some room later.
[ They are both shameless hussies, apparently, and Beowulf is picking up on that rather well. There is some thrill to that, though, to keep this to non-penetrative instead of just being so easy with it. He will make sure Wei Wuxian will keep thinking about his dick and how it might have felt to be penetrated by it. For now, they both can seek pleasure their own way. He could tell his partner to not touch himself and deny him of that, but they are just now familiarizing themselves with one another— he will let him enjoy it however he wants. Beowulf could correct him on the fact they are in a car, but the confusion was kind of cute anyway.
He keeps his cock nestled neatly between those asscheeks, occasionally groping to squeeze them closer to one another— Wei Wuxian might be able to memorizing where the thickest vein is on his cock, or how his glans feels time he glides along his partner’s backend. It doesn’t take long before Beowulf lowers his weight along his partner’s petite back, kissing along the back of his neck between the curtain of dark hair. ]
I’m crazy? You’re the one who climbed up here, pretty boy. Are you that eager to get to know me?
[ His next kiss stings a little, planting another bruise right next to where he kissed him before. ]
[ Now that they're going at it, this is fun. This is great. He's enjoying himself. Sex is supposed to be a healthy part of life and the kind of escalation that happened here is... fun? He hasn't had sex in this body yet, he realizes, so this is his first time with another person since getting resurrected. How funny that it happened here. Maybe it's good that they're not doing penetration this time.
There's a snort here at Beowulf's teasing and he follows it with a bright laugh. ]
Ha! Ha ha ha ha ha! You're a funny guy, gongzi! Maybe I do, maybe I do...!
[ And then a sharp gasp follows at the bite, a low moan. His eyes flutter closed and he speeds up the pace with his hand. He even squeezes his cheeks around Beowulf's cock, making the grind tighter as a result. ]
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Don't just stop at my arms, pretty boy. You can touch more if you want.
[ But he's asking a sincere question here, and Beowulf gives Wei Wuxian a bright smile. He won't spill his secrets
drugs, probablybut he will answer him with something. ]Easy! Lots of protein, lots of strengthening exercises. I had to maintain a certain weight to qualify in the fights I engaged in. It's a sport! Get it? People pay big, big money to watch me kick some ass! I can't let them down.
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But he's also incredibly vain so being called pretty boy has actually made him very happy. He grins, bright, and will in fact reach out with his other hand to press it against Beowulf's chest, assessing the muscle there as well. This is fine. ]
Huh. Softer than expected. [ He's touching his pec, which, well, if he's not actively flexing — it would be soft. But it's still nice to touch. ] You're impressive, it must've taken some work to get like this.
[ And then Beowulf is explaining his training regimen and, alright. This actually isn't too strange. He's watched people fight for fun before, put money on it even. It's the same concept, just from a different perspective. This isn't too unfamiliar to him at all! ]
Ever use weapons? A sword, maybe? [ Most people he knows use swords. But he's getting the feeling this guy is more of a hand to hand combat type of guy. ]
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Be as curious as you’d like, baby.
[ Though, the next question earns him a chuckle. ]
A sword? Hell no! I use a steel chair! I’m really pissed off it’s not here with me!
[ he has a chair.. and yeah, it has a name. ]
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They're still in this car together but it is private, the windows are tinted, there's no one to interrupt them. They're also both dressed in practically nothing — Wei Wuxian has a terrycloth robe on, tied at the waist and open a little at the chest, showing a pale collarbone and the hint of a branding mark where his heart is.
Hm. His hand on Beowulf's bicep moves to his chest, the hand above his robe belt slips under the fabric and splays flat against his abdomen. A really well defined abdomen at that. Impressive. Wei Wuxian shifts closer to touch, closing some of the distance between them.
Then Beowulf is explaining about his weapon of choice and — huh! He imagines a chair, imagines it made of steel. He thinks it's gotta hurt. ]
A steel chair, huh? You really are strong. [ He really has no idea it's just a folding chair. He's thinking like, a throne or something made of thick steel. Yeah. ] Maybe you'll be able to find it. Are you expecting to fight people while here?
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He hums, enjoying the skin to skin contact and being like this with someone else in a car really does send him down to memory lane-- where this was a daily occurrence with fans, men, women, monsters. He's had a very successful career in the spotlight and had everything he could have ever wanted, but something at the height of his career made him retire. It's something he's not proud about. Wei Wuxian doesn't need to know that though.
For someone with an ego and hot-temper, Beowulf was pretty kind. His fame never affected the fact he cared about people in general. ]
I hope I can fight others. I'm the strongest there is and everyone should see that about me. You like it?
[ His hand lifts, catching the other man at the chin. ]
Something tells me that you do.
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The tragic backstory can definitely be saved for another day. Otherwise, it would just ruin the mood, wouldn't it? And what a mood it is. Wei Wuxian is weighing his options here, considering what he wants to do next. They haven't introduced themselves to each other yet but that... isn't much of a concern either, he thinks.
No, no, he's had more flighty encounters than this before. At least Beowulf is being nice to him. He looks a little surprised when his chin is tilted up and he doesn't think he's misreading what's going on here. So, it's time to make a decision. ]
Mm, I do. I bet you'd be an entertaining watch.
[ A catlike grin curls on his face and then Wei Wuxian moves his hands, fingers clutching the lapels of Beowulf's robes before pulling him in for what is, hopefully, a kiss. If Beowulf allows it, that is. ]
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But let's just say he's pretty sleazy and does a great job keeping it private.. for the most part. Nothing about wrestling is straight-coded anyway.
It's a good and heavy kiss anyway, and like a breath of fresh air, Beowulf sighs under his lips, not hesitating to curl his arms properly around the smaller man. He feels wanted. This feeling he hasn't felt in such a long time! One of his hands lets Wei Wuxian go so it can twirl and play with the ends of his hair, breaking off their kiss so he can move to his new acquaintance's jawline, kissing him there. ]
What's your name, baby?
[ from bro to baby just like that. ]
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When the kiss breaks, Wei Wuxian is a little flushed, lips pink. His eyes flutter closed at the kiss to his jaw and he lets out a pleased hum as he's held. This is nice. He'll even shuffle closer then, closing the distance between them and crawling into Beowulf's lap to straddle him, legs on either side of his waist, bracketing him. At least, the car is big enough so he's able to do this, not hitting his head in the process.
The question comes and there's a pleased feeling at the baby. Go ahead, keep calling him pet names. ]
Wei Wuxian. What about you, big guy?
[ If there's one thing Wei Wuxian likes doing, it's pleasing his partners. He's going to lean in close then, arms curling around Beowulf's neck and fingers sliding into his short hair to pet through it gently. ]
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He’s not too sure what he’s done to get a lucky break like this— someone flirty and forward enough to assert themselves in his lap. It’s really boosting his ego further, which even if it’s high to begin with, Wei Wuxian is catching him in the midst of what was a lonely and dark season for him. The confidence boost is nice. ]
Wei.. Wuuuxian.
[ he’s from fantasy America, and the pronunciation is a little off; as diverse as his homeland is, there’s not many from his version of China that he’s encountered, but he is practically purring the name as he busies removing Wei Wuxian’s hair tie to let all that dark hair down, combing through it and loving the feeling of it.
His chest hitches with a chuckle. They’re from two totally different worlds and time periods, but they seem to be getting along just fine. He would introduce himself with a little more vigor as he is immensely proud of himself, but he keeps it short. ]
Name’s Beowulf.
[ which is probably not his real name but it’s stage motif so he’s gotta keep it up. ]
You know, I adore men with long hair— gives me something to pull. What’s something you adore?
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But honestly, he doesn't have a reason not to do this, not to flirt and have fun and see where this goes. If it's just making out, that's fine. If it's sex, that's even better. Beowulf is attractive and energetic and has a good body. All things Wei Wuxian likes.
When he says his name though, there's a soft laugh from Wei Wuxian and then he offers — ]
Wei Ying is my birth name, if that's easier.
[ He's used to giving his courtesy name, keeping his birth name for those he's close to but. He thinks Beowulf would have an easier time with the "Ying" over the "Wuxian". But he likes the sound of Beowulf's voice, the deep timbre making him shiver and it's easy to undo the red ribbon keeping his hair up, letting it all fall down across his neck and shoulders. He looks a little more disheveled like that, face a little more boyish and cute.
His fingers remain curled in Beowulf's hair, lingering in his personal space and with a hum, he repeats — ]
Beowulf.
[ He sounds pleased while he says it, doesn't doubt it being Beowulf's name at all. Why would he? It sounds just as normal as anything else. For now, he'll lean forward into Beowulf's space, pressing a kiss to his nose and then lingering, inky black hair curtaining the two of them a little as he hovers over Beowulf's face.
Something he adores, huh? ]
I like men who know exactly where to touch.
[ And as he says this, fingers curl around one of Beowulf's wrists, dragging it down to rest on his waist. Wei Wuxian has a thin, snatched waist and a plump, full backside. A thing he knows his lovers tend to like about him the most. ]
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That’s the most consensual “let’s go” if he ever had heard one, and his hands give his partner a squeeze at the waist before he reaches down to untie his robe belt, pulling his clothing apart and revealing the rest of his body. Wei Wuxian can finally see that solid abdomen he had been touching, and a thick trail of hair leading down to his uncut cock, now standing half-mast. Like clockwork, Beowulf gets to disrobing his partner, untying the belt and sliding the robe entirely off of Wei Wuxian, allowing it to fall carelessly around their hips, but it can be handy for clean up when they’re finished with that terry cloth material. With all of that out of the way, there’s a lot more skin to skin contact, and the brunette only encourages that further, large palms curling around his partner’s hips and pulling him in close. He takes a hold of both of their cocks with one of his hands while the other grabs his ass, getting a feel for that too.
Yeah, that’s a nice ass. ]
Hah! That so? Something tells me you like getting in a heap of trouble too, don’t’ya?
[ i can’t promise he won’t howl when he busts a nut so i guess mentally prepare for that ……………… ]
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BUT.
Look, it's fine. Wei Wuxian does not stop Beowulf from his actions, letting him undo their robes and letting his eyes drift over the other man's body. They linger on his cock, a raised eyebrow, a pleased expression, and he's tempted to get his fingers around it, to stroke him past that half-mast into full hardness. But for now, he lets Beowulf undo his own robes after and lets the robe fall, pulling his arms back to pull them out of the sleeves and get those arms back around Beowulf's neck.
Naked, Wei Wuxian's body is on display. He cuts a nice figure, lithe and pretty. With his long hair splayed over his shoulders and that sharp smile on his face, he looks good. All temptation. And so, he lets Beowulf pull him closer, shifting to slide over his lap and letting the other man line up their cocks. He'll press his hips back into the palm caressing his ass and then rock them forward to drag his half-hard cock against Beowulf's. ]
Mm, well, I suppose that depends on what you define as trouble.
[ But he won't let Beowulf answer right away, leaning forward to take his mouth in his own. He kisses him, eager and sensual, mouth parting to let their tongues slide together and let the kiss deepen. He'll do that for a while, as Beowulf strokes them. ]
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It's nice seeing a graceful figure; they're quite the opposites in that regard, but a body is a body, he doesn't discriminate, maybe he even prefers smaller figures, but who is to know when he's spent years getting up close and personal with a bunch of other sweaty, muscular guys. Wei Wuxian likes kissing, doesn't he? He has no complaints about being greeted by the other man's mouth once again, the slide against his thighs and increase of pressure between them causing him to moan into their kissing. He likes what he feels and he wants his partner to know that, so he's not really quiet in bed at all. Why should he be? Why should anyone, really?
He tonguefucks his mouth in return, lapping and sucking until Wei Wuxian can feel his lips beginning to swell, but that's not the only thing swelling right now either.. each slide from his partner's hips and pump of his own hand feeds his arousal, the pad of his thumb running along both of their shafts, massaging and teasing the very end of them both. When he finally breaks their kiss to breathe, Beowulf takes a gulp of air before putting some attention on his partner's neck instead. He latches onto a patch of soft skin, fingers curling into Wei Wuxian's ass almost possessively. He intends to leave a mark, purposefully wanting it to be visible, and releases his skin with an audible pop when he feels the hickey's warmth beneath his mouth. ]
Mm, the kind of trouble that deserves some punishment.
[ He's just trying to figure out just what kind of playful guy he's got on his lap right now. ]
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Now Beowulf might not discriminate but one thing's for sure is that Wei Wuxian likes the muscular. He likes being manhandled and likes a partner who is strong enough to take what they want. It's just one of his many quirks. For now though, Wei Wuxian is going to keep kissing Beowulf as he settles fully in his lap, rocking his hips up into his hand as he feels his cock harden even more. And when Beowulf moans, he seems immensely pleased with that and himself, licking into Beowulf's mouth with eager swipes of his tongue in order to make the kiss deeper.
His breath will come a little shorter after a while, growing breathless from the kissing and moaning softly into Beowulf's mouth to show how much he likes it. When the kiss breaks and Beowulf pivots to his throat, Wei Wuxian lets his head tilt back to offer it up, his fingers clutching the back of Beowulf's hair, the other hand braced on his shoulder. He doesn't even mind being marked up because that is very much another thing he likes.
He laughs a little breathlessly at Beowulf's words and a smile curls over his face. Now, he's not a big fan of spanking but anything else, he's sure to enjoy. He wonders what Beowulf has in mind. ]
Even if I've been nothing but a good boy this whole time?
[ He teases, he's teasing, pulling his face back to look at Beowulf's with a wink. He'll lean in to kiss his cheek, innocent as can be, before just lingering with his mouth almost touching Beowulf's.
And, voice lowered now, still teasing — ]
Don't you want to see how good I can be?
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It really is amazing how well their energy bounces off of one another. For Beowulf, he’s a true switch and can adapt to whatever his partner throws his way, but he’s also an honest and nice person despite being full of himself. Ultimately, he wants his partners pleased just like his fans.
Once their kids has parted, Wei Wuxian will feel a tug of his hair, exposing his neck even further. ]
Let’s see it, then.
[ The stroking of their cocks stops, and Beowulf can maneuver that lithe body with ease if he doesn’t resist. He turns the other man around, pressing his face towards the dashboard. A little more adjusting and his cock is nestled nicely along those plump asscheeks, hotdogging him properly. He makes a sound of approval, and gives the side of his hip a brief pop with his hand. ]
Your ass is something else, you know. Rock it with me, baby!
[ just add him to the exhaustive list of people who like wwx ass i guess… love pretending this car is gigantic on the inside ]
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He jerks backwards instinctively when his ass is popped, making a pleased noise at the feeling of Beowulf's cock between his cheeks. Then he's going to start rocking against him, grinding against that cock and letting the sensation of it overwhelm him. At the same time, he reaches a hand underneath himself, curling it around his cock and stroking it as he grinds up against Beowulf's cock.
Ah, fuck, that's nice. ]
Ha...! You're crazy but your cock is nice. You should fuck me when we're not stuck in some room later.
[ He doesn't!! Know what a car is!!! ]
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He keeps his cock nestled neatly between those asscheeks, occasionally groping to squeeze them closer to one another— Wei Wuxian might be able to memorizing where the thickest vein is on his cock, or how his glans feels time he glides along his partner’s backend. It doesn’t take long before Beowulf lowers his weight along his partner’s petite back, kissing along the back of his neck between the curtain of dark hair. ]
I’m crazy? You’re the one who climbed up here, pretty boy. Are you that eager to get to know me?
[ His next kiss stings a little, planting another bruise right next to where he kissed him before. ]
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There's a snort here at Beowulf's teasing and he follows it with a bright laugh. ]
Ha! Ha ha ha ha ha! You're a funny guy, gongzi! Maybe I do, maybe I do...!
[ And then a sharp gasp follows at the bite, a low moan. His eyes flutter closed and he speeds up the pace with his hand. He even squeezes his cheeks around Beowulf's cock, making the grind tighter as a result. ]