[ It feels suffocating, just how much he wants this.
There have been times in the past when he’s been aroused, when he’s needed the privacy of his own rooms to take care of himself, to sneak away and find the ease of a quick release. It had always felt like something of a chore, another thing to add to his to-do list every now and then to stop himself from losing control. He’s never been lustful, never looked at someone else and craved their touch or wondered how it would feel to have them.
Not until now.
Wei Wuxian’s fingers push away his layers, literally and figuratively, and sneak under to touch him. The brief hesitation has him panicking, afraid for a moment, as if he’ll be rejected, but then - oh, then, they’re seeking out where he’s hot and wet, teasing him with the promise of more. He wants those fingers inside him, wants to take two then four, to stretch out to the point of soreness of only to please Wei Wuxian like this. If only to warn the right to feel something else push inside him and claim him how no one else ever had.
Jiang Cheng can’t do much more than breath into the kisses, body twitching with sparks of pleasure as he grinds into the touches to his clit, already making him want more. This one time will never be enough, and he burns with that need, familiar and foreign all at once.
His head tilts back with a crack against the wooden banister and he all but whimpers, widening his stance just a little, desperate. ]
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There have been times in the past when he’s been aroused, when he’s needed the privacy of his own rooms to take care of himself, to sneak away and find the ease of a quick release. It had always felt like something of a chore, another thing to add to his to-do list every now and then to stop himself from losing control. He’s never been lustful, never looked at someone else and craved their touch or wondered how it would feel to have them.
Not until now.
Wei Wuxian’s fingers push away his layers, literally and figuratively, and sneak under to touch him. The brief hesitation has him panicking, afraid for a moment, as if he’ll be rejected, but then - oh, then, they’re seeking out where he’s hot and wet, teasing him with the promise of more. He wants those fingers inside him, wants to take two then four, to stretch out to the point of soreness of only to please Wei Wuxian like this. If only to warn the right to feel something else push inside him and claim him how no one else ever had.
Jiang Cheng can’t do much more than breath into the kisses, body twitching with sparks of pleasure as he grinds into the touches to his clit, already making him want more. This one time will never be enough, and he burns with that need, familiar and foreign all at once.
His head tilts back with a crack against the wooden banister and he all but whimpers, widening his stance just a little, desperate. ]