[ Jiang Cheng understands the gift he is being given here - there are no demands more than this, and he does not have to do anything that he is truly without comfort for. Instead he is allowed to reach out and touch, to feel the soft skin of hip. Xichen allows him to pull clothing down, clearly more confident than Jiang Cheng could hope to be, and he wants to touch more than he can say.
He’s distracted by the kiss, the roll of hips, groaning into the press of mouths as his own body grinds back, shifting to rolls his hips up so their cocks continue to slide against one another. It’s not as intense as it might be without clothing, but it is enough for now, his mind catching up to what is happening to his body.
Slowly, his hand sinks lower, pressing into the curve of thigh before he lets careful, explorative fingers wrap around Xichen’s cock, tracing it carefully before wrapping his fingers properly and moving, careful and cautious. ]
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He’s distracted by the kiss, the roll of hips, groaning into the press of mouths as his own body grinds back, shifting to rolls his hips up so their cocks continue to slide against one another. It’s not as intense as it might be without clothing, but it is enough for now, his mind catching up to what is happening to his body.
Slowly, his hand sinks lower, pressing into the curve of thigh before he lets careful, explorative fingers wrap around Xichen’s cock, tracing it carefully before wrapping his fingers properly and moving, careful and cautious. ]