[ He really, really is, with more eagerness than he ever thought he would feel again for anyone. Running his hands all over Jiang Cheng from his thighs to his chest, just to feel the shape of his body, he tugs on those robes to get him settled properly on Xichen's lap. No matter they are sat on the floor. He doesn't care about much beyond kissing him light as a feather, teasing with fleeting licks that never give more than a little heated breath.
He toys with him, watching from underneath long lashes. ]
I have never craved anyone like this before.
[ Like this being the point; with total trust. Even with a-Yao at the best of times, the flattery and neediness always felt a little overdone. Xichen hadn't wanted to second-guess the sincerity in those advances at the time, and so given in: it turns out, he should have followed his better instincts. The difference in the two men is night and day, and Xichen now vastly prefers the violet hue of twilight to scalding sunshine. There's a coolness to Jiang Cheng's honesty, it doesn't scald and demand attention. It's simply always there, faithful as the moon.
Jiang Cheng's mouth is also terribly kissable, it's hard to stay aloof as he plucks light pecks from those lips. ]
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[ He really, really is, with more eagerness than he ever thought he would feel again for anyone. Running his hands all over Jiang Cheng from his thighs to his chest, just to feel the shape of his body, he tugs on those robes to get him settled properly on Xichen's lap. No matter they are sat on the floor. He doesn't care about much beyond kissing him light as a feather, teasing with fleeting licks that never give more than a little heated breath.
He toys with him, watching from underneath long lashes. ]
I have never craved anyone like this before.
[ Like this being the point; with total trust. Even with a-Yao at the best of times, the flattery and neediness always felt a little overdone. Xichen hadn't wanted to second-guess the sincerity in those advances at the time, and so given in: it turns out, he should have followed his better instincts. The difference in the two men is night and day, and Xichen now vastly prefers the violet hue of twilight to scalding sunshine. There's a coolness to Jiang Cheng's honesty, it doesn't scald and demand attention. It's simply always there, faithful as the moon.
Jiang Cheng's mouth is also terribly kissable, it's hard to stay aloof as he plucks light pecks from those lips. ]
You are ... everything I ever wanted.