When he was younger, there might have been some awkward fumbles, before he realised he was destined for an arranged marriage and couldn't indulge in those kinds of things. He had hoped, when his parents had been alive, that there might have been some promise of a love match, of something akin to his sister and her husband (as trying as that situation had been), but since then...
Since then, he had been alone.
His thoughts had never trailed to this situation with Wei Wuxian, to see his brother so intimately, but it feels natural to do it now, to lean into him and kiss him back, to lift his hands and grip at the front of his shirt, to pull him as close as he can get. Jiang Cheng is violent, even in this, despite his inexperience and his newness, wanting to drown himself in the unfamiliar sensation of another mouth against his own, drawing so many feelings from him that he thinks he might faint. ]
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Barely any. Not really.
When he was younger, there might have been some awkward fumbles, before he realised he was destined for an arranged marriage and couldn't indulge in those kinds of things. He had hoped, when his parents had been alive, that there might have been some promise of a love match, of something akin to his sister and her husband (as trying as that situation had been), but since then...
Since then, he had been alone.
His thoughts had never trailed to this situation with Wei Wuxian, to see his brother so intimately, but it feels natural to do it now, to lean into him and kiss him back, to lift his hands and grip at the front of his shirt, to pull him as close as he can get. Jiang Cheng is violent, even in this, despite his inexperience and his newness, wanting to drown himself in the unfamiliar sensation of another mouth against his own, drawing so many feelings from him that he thinks he might faint. ]