[ It's true, kissing him with a care that he hopes is felt through the way his lips linger. He brushes those draped clothes open to encircle a bare waist in both hands, sweeping their heat up and around so that Jiang Cheng feels anchored, held fast where he's wanted: tugged in closer so he can sit right over where Xichen is getting hard. ]
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[ It's true, kissing him with a care that he hopes is felt through the way his lips linger. He brushes those draped clothes open to encircle a bare waist in both hands, sweeping their heat up and around so that Jiang Cheng feels anchored, held fast where he's wanted: tugged in closer so he can sit right over where Xichen is getting hard. ]
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