[ Jiang Cheng can feel how close Xichen is, the taunt pull of his body - that’s a familiar feeling, an echo of his own body, and he groans, head tilting back. As soon as the praise comes rolling off Xichen’s tongue he grits his teeth, as if he can muffle his own noises.
It takes one or two more drags of their cocks together for Jiang Cheng to groan Xichen’s name, pulling his mouth away from kisses and the warm heat of his lover’s body as he comes. He feels dirty, messy, but it feels amazing. ]
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It takes one or two more drags of their cocks together for Jiang Cheng to groan Xichen’s name, pulling his mouth away from kisses and the warm heat of his lover’s body as he comes. He feels dirty, messy, but it feels amazing. ]