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6:00 am. The loud, persistent buzzer sent Cao Cao scrambling to turn his phone alarm off. He groaned. Sunday meant no meetings, calls or work of any matter– but a backlog of documents awaited him. The thought of seeing those cluttered folders on his computer made him shudder. Hours and hours of filing to be done. After making sure Xiahou Dun was still asleep beside him, Cao Cao slid out of their bed to tiptoe into the bathroom.
He stepped into the shower and let the warm water wash over him. It wasn’t like him to procrastinate. For years he had been meticulous with his time– filing everything at a steady pace. It was something he prided himself on. But lately, even the simplest tasks weighed heavy on his mind.
He took a deep breath. Coffee. A cup of coffee would do the trick. He wouldn’t say he liked coffee too much. He much preferred tea. Many years ago, when he travelled to Britain, he found the combination of the English breakfast appetising. Tea mixed with milk, served with cookies was a welcoming dish that could wake up anyone instantly. But those were the days when he wasn’t so busy. He could barely keep up with his meals nowadays. Everything in his private life needed to be quick and simple, even when he didn’t want it to be.
Refreshed but still groggy, he yawned on his way to the kitchen. A bag of coffee beans lay on the counter; high-quality Arabica beans, perfect for black coffee. Xiahou Dun’s favourite. Cao Cao didn’t mind black coffee, although he did prefer espressos for their strong caffeine kick.
“Mornin’.” He heard a sleepy voice come from their bedroom.
The coffee machine buzzed to life as Cao Cao measured enough coffee beans for two cups. “Good morning. I didn’t wake you up did I?”
Xiahou Dun shuffled into the kitchen, hugging Cao Cao from behind. “You didn’t. I was too busy dreaming about something good before I realised you weren’t in bed,” he propped his chin on top of Cao Cao’s head. Both of them sported equally messy bedheads, stray strands of hair tickled Xiahou Dun’s neck. “I’ve forgotten it.”
Cao Cao laughed as he tapped the grounds into the filter. “I’m sure it’ll come back to you later.”
The rich scent of coffee beans began to fill the air. Smooth and comforting. Xiahou Dun gave Cao Cao an affectionate squeeze, and moved his head down to kiss the side of Cao Cao’s neck. A ding sounded from the coffee machine, the first cup was done.
“You’re awfully clingy today,” Cao Cao said, pouring coffee into a medium-sized mug. He slid it to his side. “Here’s your cup.”
A Sunday for Xiahou Dun meant relaxation. A day where he could stay in with Mengde, where they could watch TV together, and cook dinner for each other. But with him waking up earlier than usual, he couldn’t help but to worry. Usually, it was Xiahou Dun himself who woke up early to prepare everything on the weekends. “You feel tense. Something on your mind?” Years of knowing him gave him a sharp intuition to Cao Cao’s feelings none could replicate. His gaze shifted from the coffee cup to the twitch of his fingers.
“Not really.” He hummed as he poured himself a cup. The scent of freshly brewed coffee soothed his nerves. He didn’t want to admit it but he was quite stressed. With a soft sigh, he leaned into his partner’s chest, a frown on his handsome features. “I’ll have to process a heavy load of documents today…” If he didn’t do it today, he’d have to do it tomorrow. But tomorrow will be Monday, and Monday is a work day that’ll be so busy he’ll–
“You work too hard.” Xiahou Dun whispered, leaning into his ear. His deep voice and warm breath made Cao Cao tremble. His hands moved to grip his waist, his thumbs rubbing circles into the soft sides. “Would you like me to help you unwind?”
On one hand, Cao Cao knew he needed to get work done, but his brain was screaming at him to indulge. It had been months since they were intimate due to their schedules. Heat pooled into his lower abdomen, pulse quickening. This bastard charmer. He glanced side-ways at Xiahou Dun. “And how exactly, will you help me?” His voice was a quiet murmur, teasing, but his red cheeks betrayed his desires.
Cao Cao found himself being carried in Xiahou Dun’s arms, before being set down on top of a clean counter. “You know how.” His partner slid in between his legs to capture Cao Cao’s lips in a passionate kiss. Ah, yeah. Forget about those documents. The folders. They can all go to the trash. All that mattered was the man in front of him. He loved the way Xiahou Dun could unfurl his anxieties so easily, pulling out every strain from his body. A soft moan escaped him.
With a growl he tugged Xiahou Dun closer, his hand slipped into his hair forcing him into deepening the kiss. He heard Xiahou Dun hiss when he tightened his grip on his scalp but in turn, his hands crept into the hem of Cao Cao’s pants to sink a finger between his thighs. The intrusion came as a surprise to Cao Cao, but not enough to let go of his partner’s lips. Their sexual escapades started like this. Two men who vied for dominance. Despite Xiahou Dun’s habit to do anything to satisfy him, Cao Cao knew his right-hand man had a competitive streak that was physically thrilling to taunt. Out of breath, it was Xiahou Dun who broke the kiss. He pulled away, watching as a silver strand of saliva connected their tongues and licked his lips.
“Loser…” Cao Cao smirked, grinding on the digit inside him. In retaliation, Xiahou Dun added another finger, sinking deeper until the folds met his knuckles, and curled them to rub against his insides. Cao Cao threw his head back, panting softly. He jolted every time he felt those fingers brush against the sensitive opening. They grew increasingly agitated, listening to the sound of the obscene gurgles. Cao Cao let out a shaky breath as his thighs shuddered. The heat from earlier was infecting every part of his body, his nerves, his neurons, dominated by burning desire.
Sensing the walls convulse against his fingers, Xiahou Dun retracted just before Cao Cao’s climax, causing him to whine. “Haven’t lost yet.” Xiahou Dun’s warm breath settled on his neck, and they kissed again. Both men panted into each other's mouths as they hurriedly took off their pants, Cao Cao’s eyes never left Xiahou Dun as he pulled down his boxers to allow his thick cock to spring free.
Xiahou Dun broke the kiss again to run his tip between Cao Cao’s folds, the slick coating his member. “Mengde, it’s been so long.”
“Don't make me wait then, I’m all ready for you.” Cao Cao lightly slapped his lover’s cheek. “Don’t tell me it’s been too long you’ve become impotent.”
Smiling, Xiahou Dun pressed the tip into his slit before slowly easing himself in. The unfamiliarity of their bodies caused both of them to groan. But pleasure soon overrode instinct, and Cao Cao found his insides relaxing to accept Xiahou Dun’s cock, who began a steady rhythm. The tempo was slow, but deep, and each thrust teased the entrance of his womb.
He wrapped his arms around his partner and buried his face in his shoulder. Now this was familiar, a comfort he could find nowhere else. With no one else.“Yuanrang…” He moaned. “Yuanrang, go faster… deeper…” He loved this man. This man who had been with him from the start. This man who he could never admit his true feelings for, but hoped he understood, the words “I love you” condensed into a singular name.
Yuanrang.
“Mm? What was that, Mengde?” Xiahou Dun purposefully lowered his voice, “Did you say something? Didn’t hear you too well.”
This idiot ruined my sentimental thoughts–
A rough thrust forced Cao Cao to throw his head back, with Xiahou Dun taking the opportunity to bite at his Adam's apple. He felt the vibration of Cao Cao’s moan against his teeth, matching the intensity with a brutal pace.
“Uh.. Yuan, Yuanrang you’re–”
Cao Cao let out an involuntary cry of ecstasy. Waves of euphoria and electric sparks travelled up his spine to his brain. His body twitched uncontrollably, but still coherent enough to match Xiahou Dun’s movements, rolling his hips to take in his partner as much as he could.
With a low growl, Xiahou Dun slammed himself to the depths of Cao Cao’s insides. He clung to him, riding out his orgasm as he felt months of semen flood his uterus. They stayed that way, panting to recover from their high before Cao Cao recovered, kissing Xiahou Dun softly.
***
“The amount of stamina you have never ceases to amaze me…”
Cao Cao watched as Xiahou Dun cleaned their mess. By the time he was finished the counter was completely spotless, no one would’ve known about their affair if it hadn’t been for Cao Cao’s shaky legs.
“Not passing up an opportunity to make my dream come true,” Xiahou Dun said, kissing the top of his head and handing Cao Cao his cup of coffee, “I’ll go make us breakfast.”
“How gross!” Cao Cao rolled his eyes, heading to the bathroom to wash himself again. He still had those documents to process, but they seemed manageable now. Looking at his refreshed self in the mirror, he let out a satisfied sigh and sipped from his cup, gagging at the bitter taste.
“Brew me a new cup of coffee! Mine’s cold now!”
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