[ Jiang Cheng thinks he is getting better at kissing now, practice making proficient as he leans into Xichen to kiss him a little harder, to taste his mouth, to deepen the kiss and drown in it. He refuses to give in the the urge to be overwhelmed, to let Xichen have total control, but that’s a fight worth having. He leans back only to breathe, to feel the twitch of his hips gently. ]
I want you to. I want all of you.
[ His hands move finally, reaching to unpin his hair, placing it aside as soon as the fingers start to drag through it. He then goes to do the same for Xichen, dancing around the obvious ribbon as carefully as he can. Then Jiang Cheng goes back to the kiss, his fingers cupping Xichen’s face.
Admitting his wants is a little overwhelming, but he’s happy about his want. He’s proud of being able to say it. ]
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I want you to. I want all of you.
[ His hands move finally, reaching to unpin his hair, placing it aside as soon as the fingers start to drag through it. He then goes to do the same for Xichen, dancing around the obvious ribbon as carefully as he can. Then Jiang Cheng goes back to the kiss, his fingers cupping Xichen’s face.
Admitting his wants is a little overwhelming, but he’s happy about his want. He’s proud of being able to say it. ]