Thread by @mistypluie

#jiuyuan horny sharing a body threadfic! warning for slight dubcon (sj is in control of the body but sy is absolutely secretly into it) #svsss

shen yuan awakens slowly. he's in his bed in the bamboo house

and there's a warm, tingling sensation creeping up his spine. his breath is coming quicker than normal. it's odd - the whole time he's been in this body, it's felt perfectly neutral, cold even. but now he feels...??

all of a sudden, he becomes aware of a hand on shen qingqiu's hard, leaking dick. it's his own hand, but shen yuan isn't the one controlling its movement. it doesn't quite feel right - his hand squeezes the head tighter than he would normally,

the rhythm different than what comes naturally.

what the fuck?!!?

he feels the presence in the back of his mind like an icy stare at the back of his neck, making his hair stand on end.

he still hasn't quite gotten used to the unsettling feeling of not being alone in his own head. however, shen jiu has never been able to control shen qingqiu's actions while shen yuan has been him. but it has to be him; there's no other explanation for- for-

"s-stop that," shen yuan gasps out. his toes curl.

"no," he feels his mouth say, though he is not the one who says it. "you never touch me, you privileged brat-" this statement is punctuated by a particularly tight upstroke while the other hand presses two fingers into

the sensitive skin right behind his balls. shen qingqiu makes a choked out sound as his hips buck up of their own accord.

"if i have to be stuck here while you ruin everything," continues shen jiu breathlessly, "then at least let me have this-!"

well...that's kind of fair, shen yuan supposes. even if shen jiu is the worst kind of scum-

(-as soon as shen yuan thinks this, shen jiu uses shen qingqiu's hand to squeeze, /hard/, in warning, eliciting a gasp from sqq-)

-he still deserves to get off. any hot-blooded straight male has urges, after all. especially someone like shen jiu, who couldn't resist perving on his young disciples! and if shen jiu has to use the body he's sharing with shen yuan to do it? well, that's - fine.

it /was/ his body first.

it's not gay or anything to touch your own dick, even if shen yuan is here too, feeling every stroke.

ok that's all for now! i'll continue this later <3

shen yuan hasn't masturbated since his first life. even then, it was a rare occurrence due to his failing health. as shen qingqiu, it felt uncomfortable, especially with shen jiu still here, a constant presence making snide remarks in the back of his mind.

so, come to think of it, shen yuan has never seen shen qingqiu's dick hard. it's longer than his first, but slim, and it's - wetter, drooling more precum over his hand every few strokes.

it's kind of weird, to see someone else's dick. to /feel/ it like it's your own.

but it /is/ his own now, which is why this is a perfectly normal, heterosexual situation.

"shut up," sneers shen jiu with sqq's mouth, cutting off shen yuan's internal dialogue.

shen yuan isn't fast enough to shoot back a retort before shen jiu continues, so he settles for mentally glaring at shen jiu.

"you," shen jiu pants, "are nothing but a spoiled child. this is not 'gay,' this is not about you, this is my body that you're wearing-

-and i can do what i fucking want with it!" sqq's hand picks up speed, fingers pressing roughly into a particularly sensitive spot just under the head.

shen yuan unclenches sqq's jaw. "i didnt - ngh! - ask to get stuck in your body, you know.

"it's not like i /want/ to push binghe off a cliff and have all my limbs chopped off-!"

"binghe, it's always binghe, won't you shut up about him?" shen jiu bites out, pulling sqq's hand away from his cock.

hey!!

sqq flips over so his cheek and upper body are pressed into the anachronistically soft pillows and his ass is raised in the air, legs spread. what kind of position is this, ah!?

aaand that's all for tonight, i have an exam to study for >_<

sqq's hand reaches across the bed to a small jar shen yuan hadn't noticed before. he dips his fingers inside, coating them with some sort of unidentified oil.

shen yuan is a little confused. wasn't it slick enough already?!

and then sqq reaches behind himself and shen yuan feels his own fingers brush against -

"what are you-!?"

"shhh," shen jiu harshly shushes him as he begins to massage sqq's fingers over that place.

"/relax/," shen jiu orders as he continues rubbing sqq's slick fingers against his tightly clenched entrance.

how is shen yuan supposed to relax in this situation?! he could understand if shen jiu just wanted to rub one out, but isn't this a little excessive??

shen yuan can feel shen jiu's presence in his mind exuding annoyance. and then sqq's hand is back on his cock, stroking slower this time. It's hot and slick, and sqq's legs slide a little wider apart.

precum drips onto the bed below - ah, whatever disciple washes the sheets will see, how embarrassing -

"mmmnph!"

shen jiu has managed to slide one finger inside. Naturally, as a straight man, shen yuan has never touched himself back there!!

it's... weird.

"don't you ever stop thinking?" shen jiu seethes.