zairaa: (Loucheng)
zairaa ([personal profile] zairaa) wrote2019-08-18 07:24 pm

Sunday Six: Paragraphs of Porn

So I have mostly been writing porn this week, and I'm actually not sure if I ever had so much fun doing that. It really feels like The Disguiser is simply made to inspire porn lol. In what might become a whole series, this is a prequel to No Secret Between Us, my first story exploring the epic, angsty romance of super spies and sort of adopted brothers Ming Lou and Ah Cheng. The prequel is set before canon.

The (English) fandom mostly consists of people I've been tempting on my twitter list, but really, if you haven't watched it yet, give it a try. If just for these two as-good-as-married assholes looking amazing in suits and communicating by looking deeply into each other's eyes.

And now a snippet:

Ah Cheng has beautiful hands, which is something Ming Lou had never realized until now, and it‘s a testament to how hopelessly unprepared Ming Lou has been to all of this, that even this far in, the sharp bolt of desire at the sight of his brother opening his trousers hits him like a wrecking ball.

Ah Cheng slowly drags down his underwear then, and those long fingers wrap around Ming Lou’s hard length to give him a few experimental strokes. But it’s only when Ah Cheng gazes up at him, his dark eyes unafraid and curious, that Ming Lou realizes with absolute clarity that this will ruin him.

He runs his hand through Ah Cheng‘s hair, messing it up even further, and knows that he might have made a mistake, but he can’t regret it. He grabs a fistful of that hair and roughly pulls Ah Cheng's head back, exposing his throat, and Ah Cheng lets him. Let’s Ming Lou handle him, his eyes so full of trust, it’s almost shocking. But it helps Ming Lou to remember what’s at stake. That this is his little brother, and it’s Ming Lou’s responsibility to protect him. Ming Lou will be his shifu, but he can’t take anything more from Ah Cheng, and he can never hurt him.

Tenderness settles in Ming Lou’s heart. He strokes Ah Cheng’s face, along his brow and cheek, and finally rubs the pad of his thumb over Ah Cheng's bottom lip, gently pushing against it.

“Such a pretty mouth,” he murmurs, sliding his thumb in. “Why don’t you show me what you can do with it?”

Ah Cheng looks at him. His eyebrows lift, and the corner of his mouth pulls up into a wicked grin, and then he curls his tongue around Ming Lou’s thumb and sucks him in deep.





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