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[fennu]

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[fennu]

[ It happens so quickly that Jiang Cheng barely even notices it until it’s done, and then his eyes are stuck gazing at Xichen’s face. He feels as though he might be spluttering, swallowing a little before he licks his lips, breathing out slowly. ]

I… I am not sure I know.

[ He tilts his head up, looking with a softening expression. ]

[lanclan]

[ He offers the solution after following the way those lips are licked by a quick tongue. It feels like holding onto sunlight in his arms after being sheltered under his own shadows for so long, seen and known. ]

Removing the distraction.

[ The brush is set down. Xichen curls his fingers under Jiang Cheng's and brings them to his lips for a light kiss, watching him steadily. Anxiously, it's true, even if he exudes calm. ]

[fennu]

[ Jiang Cheng isn’t sure what he expected Xichen to do, or if he had anticipated that this would happen, but maybe he should have. The idle flirting has led to this, and he tilts his head up to lean into the kiss, pressing their mouths together and humming a little with pleasure.

It feels good - he hadn’t expected a kiss to feel like this. They pause, he leans back, and he breathes out softly. ]

A-Huan…

[lanclan]

[ The kiss lingers, soft and warm as he memorises the feeling of Jiang Cheng's lips under his own. He leans into it and when they part, enough for Xichen to look at that reddened mouth, it's with the sense he's definitely not interested in finding his friend a wife. Couldn't be less invested, really.

A second kiss comes more firmly with him cupping the back of Jiang Cheng's head, fingers buried in long hair, tracing the seam of those lips with a lick to see how he responds to the barest sensual cues. ]

[fennu]

[ It’s suddenly more intense than he’d ever expected it to be, and Jiang Cheng is trying to get his mind to settle around the notion that he’s now kissing Xichen. It feels swift, as if he had moved too fast and skipped a few steps, but given how friendly the two of them had been already… Jiang Cheng can’t deny that he’s more than pleased that this is the outcome.

Tilting his head, he allows himself to let his own arm slip around Xichen’s waist in return, tilted up and pushing back into the kiss. Briefly, he’s confused by the press of a tongue, his mouth opening in a soft gasp before he lets himself lean up, to let the kiss draw out and become something a little more, his fingers gripping at the fabric of Xichen’s robes carefully. ]

[lanclan]

[ It's sweet, the way his Wanyin clings to him. Xichen shows him how to kiss deeply, slow and unhurried about it as he paints the taste of tea around that hot mouth, a quiet moan muffling in place as he draws Jiang Cheng in closer and brushes a thumb under his ear, feeling his thudding pulse.

He should go slower, be more polite, but he likes the way he can affect him so keenly. ]

[fennu]

[ He’s never experienced anything quite as heady as this, and he feels a little bit like he’s drowning in warm water - but it feels good, and he tilts up to ask for more, and there’s an urge to try and get closer, as if he could crawl into Lan Xichen’s lap and take advantage of the moment.

That feels silly.

Leaning back to give himself a moment to gather his senses, he lifts his own hand to touch Xichen’s against his neck, swallowing back the tumbling of words. ]

[lanclan]

[ Flustered isn't the word for Jiang Cheng who, if Xichen is right, has never been kissed before. He sits up a little to rest his chin in soft black hair and gather him in close as Jiang Cheng catches his breath, rubbing his back.

It's cool in the library, nothing like the mini firestorm between between them everywhere they touch. ]

It's okay, you're okay. Take a moment.

[ The imprint of those kisses haunts his lips, tracing them with his tongue where he can't be seen and trying to calm his own racing heartbeat. ]

[fennu]

[ He’s completely unaccustomed to it and he wants to lash out a little, instinct having him want to be a little angry and defensive, because that’s how he is. Jiang Cheng tilts his head up, letting his eyes drag over Xichen’s face, licking his lips.

It was good. A wonderful experience. He knows instinctively that he wants it again; to lean up and kiss him softly, to wrap arms around them and squeeze him and never let go.

It’s hideously embarrassing for him. ]

I know. I am fine. It is fine, I…

[ He leans up, nudging their noses together. ]

[lanclan]

[ It's such a vulnerable request that he answers it without fail, angling his head to capture a kiss that sears through him with a shiver and doesn't go easy on Jiang Cheng. He pours all the fondness and attraction into it that has been stirred up since Wanyin came to visit and made him feel less like a ghost, hungry for the heat of him even if he doesn't know how to kiss back yet, teaching him how it feels to be so ardently desired.

And if Jiang Cheng hates him later, so be it. ]

[fennu]

[ It is a learning experience, wanting to lift himself up to return each of Xichen’s kisses, to try and give all the desire he has inside of him back. He wants to prove the affection, to show that what he is feeling is real, an honest thing brought out by the pleasure of the company. It feels improper, to be doing this here, but if one of the Jades does not complain…

He has become as bad as his adoptive brother. Creating chaos almost without intention.

Pressing up into the kiss, he tries to mirror Xichen as much as he can. ]

[lanclan]

[ Jiang Cheng's enthusiasm has Xichen smiling into their kisses before too long, running his hands up his Wanyin's waist and back and down again just to let him feel gathered up completely as they muffle breaths and stroke tongues, over and over until a low sound rumbles against Jiang Cheng's mouth; Xichen is flushed at last, not just his ears but his cheeks are a sharp pink too.

He nips at a lower lip, tugging before kissing it better again. ]

[fennu]

[ There's a small part of Jiang Cheng that's a little irritated at the idea of Xichen's experience, that he's already so good at this when he is pushing himself to catch up as quickly as possible, but he cannot dwell on that for long when he is the person benefitting from it. He's fumbling a little with his hands, not sure where to put them or where they should go, but he lets himself press closer, as if chasing the taste of Xichen's mouth.

Mortifying. Utterly mortifying.

At least he can bask in the fact that Xichen seems equally as undone by the kissing, eyes glued to the warm colour of his skin when he realises why exactly the other man might look as red as he is. ]

[lanclan]

[ Xichen could kiss him all day, nip a tongue and stroke it in apology, bite at those delicious lips that are so hungry for this ...

He trails the kisses down Jiang Cheng's jaw, mouthing over his pulse. Not to leave a love-bite, which he wouldn't without permission, but enough that every lick can be felt gliding over soft, untouched skin.

At a waist he kneads his fingers, holding him close. ]

[fennu]

[ Jiang Cheng makes a soft, almost awed noise, the kind that immediately embarrasses him as he feels the press of a mouth against his neck. He has to swallow back the protests in his mouth, biting his lip for a moment at his arms squeeze at Xichen.

He's pulled a little closer, but that does remind him - ]

A-Huan... We're in the library.

[lanclan]

Technically, [ nipping at that lovely throat, he nuzzles his way up to an ear to breathe, ] it's my library.

[ So who cares? He chuckles and raises his head, brushing back Jiang Cheng's hair as he takes stock of his blush. ]

Are you alright?

[fennu]

[ It makes Jiang Cheng shift, feeling goosebumps on his skin, entirely overwhelmed. Maybe it is not as public as he had imagined, but... ]

I am fine. Just concerned about being interrupted.

[lanclan]

[ The way he holds eye-contact contains the weight of his soft words. ]

A-Cheng, would you like to continue this somewhere more private?

[fennu]

[ The gaze is soft, almost too soft, and he hesitates for a moment before he ducks his head, nervous. ]

That depends on what you mean by "continue".

[lanclan]

[ The way Xichen pecks him on the cheek is friendly as much as flirty, the sincere smile he wears aiming to put Jiang Cheng at ease. ]

We can stop any whichever point you wish, if you only want to kiss that's more than enough for me. I ... didn't expect even this much, if I'm honest.

[fennu]

I don't know what happens after this. Not in practice.

[ Theory is different to reality, after all! ]

[lanclan]

Well, we can go back to translating, if you'd like. That's alright too. Or we could ... [ He licks his lower lip, trying not to smile shyly and failing. ] We could kiss a while longer. You can see what you want to happen after that.

[ Not to get too descriptive, although he suspects that's precisely what Jiang Cheng wants. ]

[fennu]

I don't want to go back to translating.

[ He wants to do more, he definitely wants a little more exploration, but he is also flushed and a little overwhelmed by it. ]

What would happen after more kissing?

[lanclan]

We ...

[ Trying to find the words is awkward but he does so for the younger man's benefit, playing with the band at his waist. Xichen's voice drops to a low purr so as not to be overheard by anyone near the library outside. ]

We could touch each other. It's okay to leave our clothes on for that, if you prefer. It will still feel good. If you want to undress after and try more, we can progress to that too.

[fennu]

Perhaps you can show me.

[ He is determined not to make a fool of himself, just as much as he is determined to keep going, flush with want and a little too much desire. ]

Teach me.