TOW Extra 4- Sing For Me

Liang Xuan had a break from filming and went over to Xu Fei’s place. As soon as the door opened, he heard the sound of a guitar coming from the balcony, soft and slow, drifting in and out.

He took off his coat and walked over. Xu Fei was sitting against the wall, holding a guitar in his arms.

“Don’t give up on me,” he was singing, “set me on fire…”

Liang Xuan said, “Hey.”
Xu Fei looked up with a smile and replied, “Hey,” then lowered his head again to strum the strings.

Liang Xuan sat down in front of him. “What are you playing?”

“An old song,” Xu Fei said. “Indulgence.”

“I’ve heard it before,” Liang Xuan said.

Xu Fei strummed a few more chords. “Really?”

Liang Xuan had listened to all of Xu Fei’s songs. Just like one of those obsessive fans, he had searched all over the internet, hopping from one social media site to another, until he finally found all eight singles Xu Fei had ever released.

Sometimes, when he couldn’t sleep in the middle of the night, he’d play those songs. Hearing Xu Fei’s voice pouring from the speakers, the fierce drums, his low hoarse screams, and then the soft, lingering whispers when the music slowed… It was just like in Ceylon, when Xu Fei sang only for him. And now, Liang Xuan finally had him for real.

He recited a lyric from Indulgence:
“Look at me, raving on the dance floor, naked, restless. I’m seducing you, inviting you to indulge with me.”

Xu Fei laughed. “Why are you reciting it like a poem?”

He played the melody, fingers curling over the strings like flowing water. His eyes were lowered, his expression so focused that Liang Xuan couldn’t help but feel entranced.

Xu Fei raised his eyebrows even higher.
“I didn’t know you had this kind of kink.”
He ran his hand over Liang Xuan’s face, set the guitar aside in a corner, then climbed back and sat on Liang Xuan’s lap.
“Alright,” he said.

The look he gave him made Liang Xuan’s mouth go dry. His heart was pounding wildly, and he grew hard almost instantly.
Liang Xuan did not understand why.
Every time he was with Xu Fei, it felt like he was seventeen all over again.

He kissed Xu Fei, then began licking downward, biting at his neck. Xu Fei moaned, grinding his hips against Liang Xuan, fumbling to unbutton Liang Xuan’s shirt, slipping his hand inside to fondle his chest and pinch his hard nipples.

Liang Xuan gasped, his hips thrusting upward. His hand slid into Xu Fei’s pajama pants, grabbing that soft, plump ass.
“Sing,” he said.

Xu Fei laughed through heavy breaths.
“Let me… let me think.”

His hand moved downward, unfastening Liang Xuan’s pants and grabbing his cock through the thin fabric of his underwear.
Liang Xuan’s lower body jerked at the touch, feeling the burning heat of Xu Fei’s palm. In the end, he could not hold back. He pushed his underwear down, his cock springing free and landing squarely in Xu Fei’s waiting hand. Xu Fei lowered his head and gave him a slow, deliberate kiss.

“In the summer field, I met you,” he began to sing. His voice was shaky, but the words were still clear.

Liang Xuan leaned over and bit his shoulder, right where the little bird tattoo was. Xu Fei jerked, the note at the end of his line trembling. Liang Xuan pressed his forehead against him, smiling, then moaned again, unable to hold it back. Xu Fei was playing with the head of his cock, smearing pre-cum and stroking him slowly.

“White shirt… jeans…” Xu Fei sang, his head falling back, the lines of his upper body glowing beautifully under the light. Liang Xuan kissed him on the lips, then moved down to press his mouth against the wings inked on his chest. His hands slid lower, fingers digging into the soft flesh of Xu Fei’s ass before suddenly prying it apart.

Xu Fei cried out in surprise.

Their cocks rubbed against each other, both slick and dripping, grinding in a frantic mess. They both moaned, the balcony echoing with ragged breaths. Liang Xuan pressed a finger against Xu Fei’s entrance. The rim was already wet with slick heat from inside, letting him slip in easily.

Xu Fei let out another sharp cry, his hips rocking against Liang Xuan’s fingers.
Liang Xuan had to grit his teeth to keep himself from giving in to the overwhelming urge to just shove inside.

“Sing,” he said. His voice was hoarse, but he did not care anymore. He held Xu Fei tightly, looking up to see the dazed, aroused expression on his face, his lips red and wet.
Liang Xuan wanted to fuck that mouth.

He pushed in a second finger.

“Sing, Xu Fei,” he repeated.

Xu Fei cursed under his breath, though Liang Xuan could not make out the words.
His two fingers moved inside him, twisting and thrusting, gripped by tight, burning flesh that refused to let him go.
He bit down on Xu Fei’s neck.

Xu Fei let out a broken, sobbing moan.
“You… you are like…” His voice trembled, the tune falling apart completely. “Like a… ah… a lotus flower… fuck you…”

Liang Xuan pushed in another finger.
Xu Fei’s walls gripped him tightly, the dry passage slowly starting to grow slick.
Liang Xuan thrust hard, working his fingers in and out. After a few strokes, he pulled out, spat into his hand, rubbed it warm, and shoved back in roughly. Xu Fei clung to him, his body jolting, his curses coming out slurred.

Liang Xuan said, “What are you cursing for?”
His fingers opened and twisted inside Xu Fei, fucking him until he was dizzy, his hips rocking helplessly. Liang Xuan watched him, his cock aching and painfully hard, wanting nothing more than to slam into this greedy, insatiable ass. But he still wanted to hear Xu Fei sing.

He pulled his fingers out and lifted Xu Fei by the hips. His dripping cock pressed right against that wet, twitching entrance.

“Sing properly,” he whispered, biting Xu Fei’s ear. “If you sing well, I’ll fuck you.”

Xu Fei moaned and twisted. His cock slid up Liang Xuan’s stomach, leaving a trail of wet heat. “Please…” he begged softly. “Liang Xuan… please…”

“Sing for me,” Liang Xuan said. His hips tilted up, the head of his cock sliding in just a little. Xu Fei’s entrance immediately clamped down on him, sucking at him like a small mouth. The rush of pleasure made Liang Xuan’s scalp tingle. He wanted to drive in fully, bury himself to the hilt, fuck Xu Fei until he went limp in his arms.

But he did not.
Instead, he pulled out again, leaving only frustration behind.

Xu Fei was trembling, tortured to the brink of tears.

He opened his mouth to sing, but the words came out broken.
“Am I… am I the one who… ah… Liang Xuan…”

Liang Xuan thrust his hips again, pushing in just shallowly. He cupped Xu Fei’s ass, roughly kneading and squeezing, reddening the soft flesh. Xu Fei tried to lift himself up, trying to take him deeper, but Liang Xuan pulled out again. Precum had already soaked Xu Fei’s entrance, making it slick and messy.

“Finish the line,” Liang Xuan coaxed. “Finish it and I’ll fuck you.”

Xu Fei glared at him, eyes rimmed red, tears slipping down his cheeks. Liang Xuan could not take his eyes off him. A fierce, almost cruel possessiveness surged in his chest.
He knew he should not feel this way, but he could not stop himself.

“Finish it,” he whispered and licked the tears from Xu Fei’s cheek. “Xu Fei…”

His cock nudged upward again.

Xu Fei let out a long, low hum through his nose. But he still managed to sing,
“Am I… am I the one who scared you…”

Liang Xuan drove in hard.

Xu Fei couldn’t make a sound. He clung tightly to Liang Xuan, his body clamping down tight around him. Sweat rolled down Liang Xuan’s forehead as he thrust upward, inch by inch pushing deeper into Xu Fei’s body.

Xu Fei was so tight. Even after all these years of fucking him, he was still as tight as the first time, like a virgin.

“Liang Xuan… Liang Xuan…” Xu Fei murmured. Liang Xuan paused, caressing his waist to calm him down. When Xu Fei finally went limp against him again, Liang Xuan lifted his hips and thrust upward.
At last, he sank in fully, burying himself to the hilt.

Xu Fei let out a soft, broken moan, a sound like a kitten crying, making Liang Xuan’s heart itch. He squeezed and kneaded Xu Fei’s ass a few more times, making him gasp for breath. Xu Fei’s inner walls gripped him like a vice, squeezing him until white spots flashed behind his eyes.

He thrust again. Xu Fei jerked and sank down even further, taking him in deeper. A cry tore from his throat, short and shaking. Liang Xuan wanted to hear him cry out again and again.

“Still able to sing?” he asked.

Xu Fei didn’t respond. He buried his face into Liang Xuan’s neck and bit his shoulder. Liang Xuan laughed softly, then spread his cheeks wide and pounded into him. Fast and hard. The sound of skin slapping echoed as Xu Fei whimpered in the back of his throat.

Liang Xuan leaned in to kiss the sweaty curve of his neck. He was just about to lift Xu Fei’s hips to fuck him even harder when suddenly he heard Xu Fei begin to sing between gasps.

“Look at me… reveling on… on the dance floor…”

His pitch was completely off, but somehow it made Liang Xuan’s mind snap, the surge of lust flooding even stronger through his body.

Xu Fei cried out,
“Fuck, why are you even bigger…”

Liang Xuan did not answer. He just grabbed Xu Fei’s ass and rammed into him brutally, thrust after thrust, fucking him so hard that Xu Fei could only whimper and moan,
unable to form a single word.

After pounding him for a while, Liang Xuan finally slowed. Xu Fei slumped weakly against him, his ass clenching around his cock, squeezing rhythmically.

He said, “Sing for me again.”

Xu Fei gave him a quick glance, coughed once, and then with a hoarse, ruined voice sang, “Naked… restless…”

Liang Xuan pulled out his cock, grabbed Xu Fei roughly, and flipped him over, pressing his face down into the carpet.
Xu Fei was caught off guard, forced into a kneeling position, his ass raised high.
Under the light, from his back to his hips, his skin was a blinding stretch of white, so dazzling it made Liang Xuan’s head spin.
He loved this feeling, the ease of bending Xu Fei to his will.

Lowering his gaze, he saw the mess between Xu Fei’s cheeks, slick and shiny with mixed fluids. He bit his lip and spread him open, then rammed back in.

Xu Fei’s entrance had already been fucked soft. It swallowed him down easily, letting him slide deep, pushing into the spot hidden inside. The moment he hit it, Xu Fei’s entire body jolted, his inner walls clenching down tight.

“Liang Xuan…” Xu Fei’s voice cracked with a sob.

Liang Xuan thought, I’ve fucked him to tears. The thought made his blood roar in his ears.

“Sing. Keep singing.”

Xu Fei obeyed, voice trembling as he continued, “I am… I am tempting you…”

Liang Xuan grabbed his ass and thrust forward hard. Lewd, wet sounds filled the air, the slap of flesh and fluids mixing with every movement. Each time he pulled out, slick mess and flushed flesh clung to him, dripping down between them. He could not resist kneading and squeezing the soft flesh again before driving himself back in.

Xu Fei was shaking all over, his body trembling uncontrollably, his voice rising and falling chaotically, no longer even recognizable as singing.

“Sing,” Liang Xuan growled. His fingertips dug deep into Xu Fei’s ass, and he stared down at the sight of his thick cock sliding in and out of Xu Fei’s red, swollen hole.
Xu Fei was crying beneath him, completely undone, completely his.

“Invite you to…” Xu Fei tried to sing, his voice breaking apart, “Together… together… Liang Xuan… ah…”

He suddenly clenched up. The passage tightened around Liang Xuan’s cock, squeezing him hard. He thrust a few more times before hearing Xu Fei’s breath catch violently beneath him.

Xu Fei came.

Liang Xuan’s head was ringing. He could barely hold on. He grabbed Xu Fei’s soft waist and slammed into him, faster, harder, driving deep into that spent hole. He kept going until he heard Xu Fei whimper, “No more…” and “Please…” Those pleading sounds gave Liang Xuan a twisted kind of satisfaction. He gritted his teeth and shoved forward, burying himself deep in Xu Fei’s ass.

He came in waves, one after another.
Every time he shot another spurt, Xu Fei trembled beneath him. Liang Xuan could hear Xu Fei’s soft sobs, so erotic it made him hard all over again. He kept moving for a while longer, only pulling out when the peak slowly subsided.

Xu Fei collapsed onto the carpet.
When Liang Xuan turned him over, he saw that Xu Fei’s face was a mess of tears.
A tiny pang of regret rose in his chest, but so did a dangerous thrill. He lowered his head, kissing Xu Fei’s eyes and cheeks, whispering softly, “I’ll get a towel.”

Xu Fei let out a faint hum in reply.
Liang Xuan hurried to the bathroom, filled a basin with warm water, and came back to find Xu Fei lying there with his eyes open, staring at him. Under that gaze, Liang Xuan felt embarrassed and turned his face aside, silently wiping Xu Fei clean with the towel.

After taking his time cleaning him up, he sat back on his knees. He heard Xu Fei ask,
“You like hearing me sing?”

Liang Xuan coughed awkwardly.
After a moment, he answered honestly,
“Yeah.”

He liked hearing Xu Fei sing.
He liked… hearing Xu Fei sing just for him.

That night, after they finished washing up and got back into bed, Liang Xuan picked up his script to read while Xu Fei sat beside him, strumming the guitar.
Under the blanket, their legs pressed lightly against each other.
Every now and then, Xu Fei would teasingly drag his toes along Liang Xuan’s calf.
It tickled a little, but Liang Xuan said nothing, only finding it impossible to keep the corners of his mouth from curling up.
He soon realized he could not focus on the script at all.

“I want to move,” Xu Fei said suddenly.

Liang Xuan froze for a second, then set the script down and turned to look at him.
Xu Fei shrugged.

“The neighborhood here isn’t exactly high-end. Sometimes I even see paparazzi hanging around downstairs. If you come over again like you did today,” he raised his eyebrows at Liang Xuan, “fucking me while making me sing… so perverted… what if someone hears it?”

Liang Xuan’s face turned red again. Xu Fei laughed while looking at him, leaned in and kissed him. Then he pressed their lips together for a while before whispering, “I’ve got my eye on a house in the suburbs. It’s a quiet area.”

He paused, then pulled back slightly, lifting his eyes to meet Liang Xuan’s.

“I want you to move in with me.”

Liang Xuan froze.

But Xu Fei looked at him bravely, so steady that for a moment Liang Xuan wondered if he was dreaming. He licked his lips and realized his throat had gone completely dry.
He could not make a sound.

“Of course, you still have that big house in Xinjing,” Xu Fei added quickly.
“But the sandstorms there are awful. It’s barely a place for people to live… I mean, not that you’re not people… it’s just that the climate here in Pinghai is so much better…”

“Alright,” Liang Xuan said.

Xu Fei blinked, looking caught off guard, as if he had been interrupted and could not quite react.

Liang Xuan could not help but laugh.

“Alright,” he repeated, then cupped Xu Fei’s face and kissed him.