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[fennu]

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[lanclan]

Never with ... other men, though?

[ A wife is one thing. There are other bonds and he wonders why Jiang Cheng has been all alone. ]

[fennu]

No.

[ It’s a difficult thing to talk about, to confess, but - ]

I do not trust lightly, a-Huan.

[lanclan]

I should have been more like you.

[ He wanted to trust and believe in the good of everyone, even if it was chipped or imperfect. The sad cant of his smile admits his foolishness, now forever part of him for past errors in judgement. ]

[fennu]

I don’t think that’s true.

[ He shakes his head absently, shifting a little closer. His expression is… set. ]

Your trust is a wonderful gift. You cannot be blamed for it being misused.

[lanclan]

I can a little, at least.

[ He takes most of the responsibility, even if he knows A-Yao was expertly manipulating him. It still felt real at the time.

He turns his thoughts to back to Jiang Cheng, gathering him in close for a cuddle. If Xichen wraps his arms around him, no one can spoil the moment (that's what he tells himself). ]

You're very cute, a-Cheng. I like that you speak your mind and how you can't hide so much as a blush from me.

[fennu]

[ He can let the matter drop for now - he’s not going to push it if Xichen doesn’t want to discuss it, and it’ll spoil the quiet intimacy they’ve made together. It feels as though if he steps out of the room it’ll be gone forever. ]

That’s the kind of thing that caused problems before.

[ People didn’t often like his brash temper and his sharpness, so it’s a little nice to be wanted for it. ]

It’s new to me. This.

[lanclan]

Please, always speak your mind to me, even if you think I won't like it. I would prefer to know if something upsets or troubles you.

[ Promised with soft kisses that trail down Jiang Cheng's neck, seeing if he's still sensitive. ]

[fennu]

[ Oh, he is, skin prickling as he huffs a little noise, flushed. He turns to look at Xichen fondly. ]

That is an easy promise to make. I’ve never been good at holding my tongue.

[lanclan]

I can hold it for you, if needs be.

[ Just like this, with a kiss to steal Jiang Cheng's breath and taste him deeply. Xichen's smile melts into it, smoothing a hand along a bare waist. ]

[fennu]

[ Oh, how flirtatious. Jiang Cheng shifts and pushes into the kiss, his hand lifting to curl in Xichen’s hair, still mindful of the ribbon, mindful of going too far. ]

You can hold anything you like.

[lanclan]

I intend to ...

[ He only remembers the ribbon when it finally gives up holding on by a thread and falls over one of his eyes, making him huff a laugh. Xichen removes the pin from his guan and sets his headpiece aside on the bed, tugging off his ribbon to place that out of reach as well; no need to make things even more complicated if an accidental touch goes too far.

His hair tumbles free, Jiang Cheng's for the playing with. ]

That's better.

[fennu]

Ah…

[ Jiang Cheng watches as the ribbon is moved away, suddenly less afraid of what could happen if he reaches too far. Lifting his hand, he strokes through Xichen’s hair properly, feeling the softness of it without restraint. It makes him smile. ]

You look handsome with your hair down.

[lanclan]

It's for you to see, no one else.

[ His eyes close as fingers comb through his hair, a contented noise stirring in his chest. ]

We should get up, make ourselves visible about the place. At least for a few hours ... [ But he doesn't want to move and simply ends up indulging in another kiss, nosing his way across Jiang Cheng's cheek. ] Right?

[fennu]

No one knows I’m here beyond some juniors. I do not need to do anything.

[ But he’s stealing his way into another slow kiss, humming softly. ]

But I can move, if necessary.

[lanclan]

Hmmm ...

[ The kiss breaks only when he drags it down Jiang Cheng's jaw and throat, knees making their way back between a pair of legs. It feels right to be there, caresses spreading over Jiang Cheng's hips as Xichen licks his way down a chest. ]

Depends where you are moving.

[fennu]

Ah- not far if you continue this!

[ His body shifts, leaning a little closer to Xichen. Again, already? His body doesn’t seem to feel the need to protest too much, already flushed, hand still stroking through hair. ]

Do you want to touch me more or go outside?

[lanclan]

Killing two birds with one stone, I could touch you outside but we may raise some eyebrows.

[ His chuckle skirts around a navel, tongue dipping in as he makes his way south at an unhurried, smiling pace. ]

No one has ever used their mouth on you. That's a shame, and my good fortune.

[ Xichen skims his palms under a pair of thighs to coax them to bend, his gaze drifting down between them. ]

[fennu]

I don’t think we’d get away with that.

[ Jiang Cheng makes a soft, pleased noise, tilting his head to look down at his lover. ]

No, they haven’t - you -

[ His leg bends, and he feels almost painfully vulnerable about it, though it’s not too different from before. ]

[lanclan]

I'm the first, I know. I don't see how when you're so ...

[ He presses his lips in a line, smile touching his eyes, and drops out of sight to kiss his way up the inside of a thigh with long licks, nipping here and there as he gets Jiang Cheng used to being pleasured.

Xichen scoops the other thigh over his shoulder, kneading. ]

[fennu]

What? Loud? Brash?

[ It’s a lot - it might have been overwhelming if they’d started here, and he’s almost thankful they’d had a warm up first. The embarrassment isn’t as strong as it might have been otherwise. ]

People don’t often like me.

[lanclan]

People can be foolish.

[ He bites at a swell of muscle to leave a mark there, out of sight but perfectly able to be felt if Jiang Cheng sits down in the future. The trail his mouth takes leads him to trace over balls with soft, wet lips, making sure no inch goes unworshipped. Slowly, he starts licking his way even lower, finally dragging his tongue over a pink hole. ]

[fennu]

They see what they think they know of me -

[ The bite has him groaning, but as soon as Xichen moves lower he gets a little hesitant. It doesn’t feel right, somehow, his anxieties taking him over, but it feels good, a pleasure bubbling inside of him. He huffs out a little noise, arm lifting to cover his face. ]

A-Huan, you shouldn’t -

[lanclan]

[ He answers those nerves by putting all his efforts into painting that rosy ass with firm strokes, trying to open him up on something softer than his fingers (which may be too jarring, he suspects). Shamelessly spreading those cheeks with his thumbs, Xichen moans up against that soft skin and shows no hesitation forcing that tight hole to take the spearing heat probing inside, tongue slipping past the rim. ]

[fennu]

[ It is intense, and utterly overwhelming - Jiang Cheng cannot out into words how incredibly intense it is, the way that Xichen keeps pushing. It feels a little bit like he might be shoved over the edge, as if this is trying to burn down any preconceived limits that he had, but those don’t matter. He’d never known it could feel this good because he’d never imagined doing it.

His hands grip at the fabric under him and he tries to moan around words that don’t form. ]

A-Huan-!

[lanclan]

[ He hopes no one outside hears them, it is the middle of the day. Although, the only reason he wants to remain undisturbed is so no one else can see Jiang Cheng like this, nothing unselfish like guarding his honour. Possessiveness runs through his veins like molten lava, heating up his own lust so that he loses himself in pleasuring his lover.

He doesn't know how long he spends fucking his Wanyin with his tongue but it's enough that his jaw starts to ache. Xichen slides a hand up to see how Jiang Cheng's cock is responding, filling him up at the same time he strokes him with a soft palm. ]