[ it is very much like jiang cheng, to deny himself something and turn it into something xichen wishes. it would be something xichen blamed on omega natured but that is simply his husband's nature, when it comes to his own wants and needs.
he lets out a soft sigh, but presses his lips to the corner of the other's mouth and along his jaw. he takes the opportunity to nip at his ear, then right below it as he brushes his nose against his neck and inhales a smell that has always felt like home and all he's wanted.
it's stronger now, settles over him and makes him lightheaded. nearly enough that he forgets what he'd asked and why jiang cheng's answer worried him. it's jiang cheng's hands that remind him. ] I would like that. [ he says, not realizing that his voice is a bit slurred from pheromones he's inhaled.
he lifts his hands from jiang cheng's hips to help him peel off the layers, half expecting them to be batted away. ] I would also like to join you in -- in the bed.
[ It's impossible not to lean into all the kisses, to press himself up and into Xichen and lean into his embrace. Everything inside of him is demanding that he wrap himself around his husband and not let go - a familiar feeling, but more intense than usual.
Shifting he takes the outermost layer of Xichen's robes and turns to the bed, beginning to tuck it all into the spots it best fits. It takes him a moment to be happy about it, to get it just right so that it looks as good as he can make it, and only then does he turn back to Xichen.
His expression remains heated, and there's a new intensity to him as he crawls back over to his husband. ]
[ while jiang cheng is dealing with the outer layer, xichen strips himself of the others until he's left in just the pants that make up his inner most layer.
he sets the pile right inside the nestbed, in case his husband wants to add that to the pile.
but at the invitation he crosses the threshold, joins jiang cheng amongst bedding, robes, and whatever else he's squirrel away. he reaches for him, drawing him to his chest again before burying his nose in his husband's neck. it starts as kisses to his skin, then he's leaving a love bite behind. ] You smell, you taste so good.
[ Jiang Cheng does seem to reach out and fiddle with the new layers for a moment, but it seems the attention from his husband is far more distracting and he turns to Xichen almost without pause, shifting to move closer and lift his head to offer a small smile.
He's happier now, safe and contained in their bed, surrounded by the way his husband smells and the contentment that comes hand in hand with it. Lifting himself up a little, he wraps his body around the other man and finally relaxes, closing his eyes and offering a small smile. ]
You smell good as well. [ And there's no hesitation as he presses up to try and get more. ] I missed you.
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he lets out a soft sigh, but presses his lips to the corner of the other's mouth and along his jaw. he takes the opportunity to nip at his ear, then right below it as he brushes his nose against his neck and inhales a smell that has always felt like home and all he's wanted.
it's stronger now, settles over him and makes him lightheaded. nearly enough that he forgets what he'd asked and why jiang cheng's answer worried him. it's jiang cheng's hands that remind him. ] I would like that. [ he says, not realizing that his voice is a bit slurred from pheromones he's inhaled.
he lifts his hands from jiang cheng's hips to help him peel off the layers, half expecting them to be batted away. ] I would also like to join you in -- in the bed.
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Shifting he takes the outermost layer of Xichen's robes and turns to the bed, beginning to tuck it all into the spots it best fits. It takes him a moment to be happy about it, to get it just right so that it looks as good as he can make it, and only then does he turn back to Xichen.
His expression remains heated, and there's a new intensity to him as he crawls back over to his husband. ]
You can. Please.
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he sets the pile right inside the
nestbed, in case his husband wants to add that to the pile.but at the invitation he crosses the threshold, joins jiang cheng amongst bedding, robes, and whatever else he's squirrel away. he reaches for him, drawing him to his chest again before burying his nose in his husband's neck. it starts as kisses to his skin, then he's leaving a love bite behind. ] You smell, you taste so good.
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He's happier now, safe and contained in their bed, surrounded by the way his husband smells and the contentment that comes hand in hand with it. Lifting himself up a little, he wraps his body around the other man and finally relaxes, closing his eyes and offering a small smile. ]
You smell good as well. [ And there's no hesitation as he presses up to try and get more. ] I missed you.