[ Jiang Cheng let’s himself lean in and kiss Xichen’s forehead as soon as the ribbon is gone, but he’s definitely surprised as he turns around and ends up on his back, and he laughs a little. The ribbon is wrapped around his fingers as he lies back, his other hand wrapping around threads of Xichen’s hair. He’s so beautiful, Jiang Cheng thinks, smiling as he leans back.
Maybe it doesn’t matter if this is just for now. Maybe it’ll be okay. They can have this tenderness, this affection, the lust that flows through him.
Is he allowed to have fun? To enjoy himself? ]
I am yours, a-Huan, even if I have no ribbon to give you.
[ Liking how the ribbon looks tangled around those fingers, he kneels up between a pair of spread legs to take the time to wrap and neatly tie the headband around Jiang Cheng's wrist, looming over and running both hands over a chest once finished, plucking at his clothes. ]
[ It feels like a painfully monumental moment, and Jiang Cheng watches as the ribbon is wrapped around his wrist. His fingers flex a little and he breathes out, thinking about how intense it feels to look at the headband as Xichen wears it, when they’re together in a room with other people.
He shifts, lifting his chest to try and help tug his arms out of the robes, to give his lover freedom to touch. ]
I’ll keep it safe.
[ It feels like a heavy promise, but he’s willing to make it. He sighs softly, leaning back and stretching his arms. ]
[ Eagerly does he undress the other man, planting kisses here and there as Xichen brushes open those robes and finds the hot skin beneath that he loves to pinch and rub and bite. Once he has Jiang Cheng bared to the waist, he starts yanking off his own robes with far less care, tossing them in whichever direction is fastest until they match.
Then he guides Jiang Cheng's hand to the last ties at his hips, and starts unravelling his lover's to get his hand around that pretty cock again. ]
[ Jiang Cheng watches gleefully as Xichen bares himself, reaching without hesitation to undo the ties around his hips, to begin to tug them down. He wants to touch him again, wants to try wrapping a hand around him, or take him in his mouth, and more.
He wants it all so much.
His hips jerk a little, chasing a touch, and he hums softly. ]
We have time, [ hours and hours to explore each others bodies, ] do what you wish. I will like it, since it's you.
[ He slides a thigh up between those bare legs to settle them together and collects their cocks in a single hand, stroking them together and making himself moan against his lover's cheek. ]
[ He doesn't know the protocol of these things, of how fast he should go or what he ought to do, and so he relies on Xichen to guide him. Maybe it isn't fair, but he simply doesn't know. ]
I can't help it.
[ They're pressed together and Jiang Cheng groans, reaching down to nudge Xichen's hand away and try and take control. ]
[ All good students take the initiative and Xichen lets Jiang Cheng do just that, a shaken sigh leaving him against the throat he's busy kissing when his lover bats his hand away to stroke them instead. He rocks into that fist to an unhurried pace, adoring how thoughtful Jiang Cheng is, how good and sweet ...
A light hand caresses its way up that lean, powerful body to gently squeeze a pec, kneading there with a thumb brushing over a nipple in time to Jiang Cheng's strokes below, seeing if he likes it. ]
[ His hand strokes over Xichen’s cock gently, mind cast back to what he could remember from earlier that day. It feels baffling to think it wasn’t even that long ago, while at the same time feeling so far away. He tilts his head to try and watch both his hand and Xichen.
It’s hard to focus when he has a hand exploring him, and he hums softly with pleasure, body lifting up to lean into the other man’s touch, eyes dragging up to gaze at his handsome face. ]
[ Laughing as he leans up from nuzzling a neck to steal a kiss instead, his smile brims with pleased mischief. His voice is breathier than usual, breath stolen by the way he is being touched across the tip of his cock. ]
Flattery can also be true. [ He pinches lightly at the nipple under his fingertips. ] Complaining?
[ Jiang Cheng shakes his head, leaning up to press their mouths together solidly, hand moving without pause, desperate to see Xichen start to fall apart at least a little. ]
[ Cheeky. Xichen is stopped from replying by the groan that sticks in his throat as he bucks harder, hips driving forward insistently before he can stop himself. ]
Oh ...
[ It's been a while, knowing how good it can be has him almost vibrating with the need to be attended beyond that diligent hand. When he raises his bowed head his eyes are dark and hungry, thumbing across Jiang Cheng's lips and tugging the lower down, soft and wet. Lovely. He liked seeing him dripping in come, before. ]
A-Cheng, [ he reads the confidence in the other man, liking that too even as he grips his chin, ] if you make me come too soon I won't be able to fuck you.
[ They had recovered quickly enough together before, but maybe things will be different now. It’s something a little more intense, after all, and he’s being promised something… Jiang Cheng isn’t even sure what the right word is. It feels as though his mouth is filled with cotton.
His fingers don’t slip away, but they do slow, gentler. ]
[ That cheekiness makes his smile deepen, eyes twinkling with humour even as he tsks. ]
Very well. Hold on.
[ That's all the warning Jiang Cheng gets before his hand is batted away and Xichen is hooking his hands under a pair of thighs to scoop the other man up into his arms, levying onto his heels and then standing up with a fluidity that he hopes is annoying. If he's going to be goaded, he's going to play too. Carrying his lover to their bed is just a bonus as far as he is concerned. ]
[ The tsk has him scowling, ever so briefly, but it's being lifted that makes him the most irritated, his eyes widening as arms and legs both wrap around Xichen. ]
[ He truly isn't trying to draw up all the differences between Jiang Cheng and Jin Guangyao, but the fact he's being genuinely told off makes him smile, kissing him on the cheek. It doesn't feel like he's being pandered to at all, the experience of having a lover who is his own person (and not weaving his wants snd desires solely through Xichen's) is a breath of fresh air. ]
I like your surprised face, it's very cute. Angry as a startled tiger.
[ Jiang Cheng will find himself pressed back into the bed and kissed passionately as Xichen covers him, loving the way their skin feels sliding over each other when he aches in. He pets down a side, skimming back up again for the sheer joy of touching his hissing, feline lover. If he could wrap around him like a dragon he would. ]
[ He is scowling a little, but he doesn't mean it, not entirely. He shifts, letting himself lean into Xichen and take some of his strength, humming softly before he leans back. ]
Menace...
[ He pushes up into the kiss, leaning into it with zero hesitation, arm wrapping around Xichen's neck to pull him closer, wanting more and more. ]
[ His voice is shakier, breathier after Jiang Cheng arches into him. Xichen's lashes flutter with his self-control as he exerts what he can to reach under the pillow for the small jar stashed there. ]
You would be my first with real claws.
[ Reluctantly, he sits back on his knees, trailing the cool jar down the inside of a hot thigh, letting him see it. The voice he uses this time is his Sect Leader tone, brooking no argument. ]
You can always ask me to stop, don't be proud about it if it's too much.
[ Jiang Cheng is joining the small group of people that Xichen trusts will never hurt him. He can read the irritation in the other man and appreciates the way it's swallowed in favour of being sensible, rewarding him by letting it be seen how he dips two fingers in the jar and brings them without fanfare to rub over the soft, tight hole between those spread legs, watching his face to see every moment of his reaction. ]
As pleased as I am to be your first, I find it astonishing no other man has propositioned you for your ... time.
I do not give the impression of being welcome to any advance.
[ Man or woman. He does tense, just a little, but tries to focus and force himself to calm down a little, to make sure that he doesn't make it seem like he's against it. He isn't, after all, it's just new... He'd never even considered touching himself there before. ]
[ His teasing is back as he lowers his head, long hair tickling all over naked skin, and swallows down the first few inches of that straining cock, mouthing hotly all over the tip. ]
[ Things Jiang Cheng now knows: how it feels to have Xichen chuckling around his cock, vibrations purring through a cushioning tongue. Xichen doesn't bob his head yet, instead letting those hips below, fondly caressed, dictate how much of him he takes: the finger slowly pushing past a tight entrance might have something to do with that, insistent and gradual as he works him open. The two experiences should blend into one a little better and make things easier on Jiang Cheng, being a virgin. ]
[ It does make things easier, but that doesn't mean it's completely okay, and Jiang Cheng does feel himself tense for a moment despite the pleasure. His hands grip at the surrounding fabric, one set of fingers still tangled around a ribbon, and he breathes out as he tries to calm himself down. ]
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Maybe it doesn’t matter if this is just for now. Maybe it’ll be okay. They can have this tenderness, this affection, the lust that flows through him.
Is he allowed to have fun? To enjoy himself? ]
I am yours, a-Huan, even if I have no ribbon to give you.
[ The one in his hand feels warm. ]
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[ Liking how the ribbon looks tangled around those fingers, he kneels up between a pair of spread legs to take the time to wrap and neatly tie the headband around Jiang Cheng's wrist, looming over and running both hands over a chest once finished, plucking at his clothes. ]
You can keep it until I need it again.
[ Until they are finished for the night. ]
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He shifts, lifting his chest to try and help tug his arms out of the robes, to give his lover freedom to touch. ]
I’ll keep it safe.
[ It feels like a heavy promise, but he’s willing to make it. He sighs softly, leaning back and stretching his arms. ]
Will you touch me?
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[ Eagerly does he undress the other man, planting kisses here and there as Xichen brushes open those robes and finds the hot skin beneath that he loves to pinch and rub and bite. Once he has Jiang Cheng bared to the waist, he starts yanking off his own robes with far less care, tossing them in whichever direction is fastest until they match.
Then he guides Jiang Cheng's hand to the last ties at his hips, and starts unravelling his lover's to get his hand around that pretty cock again. ]
Here now, beautiful. Isn't that better, hmm?
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[ Jiang Cheng watches gleefully as Xichen bares himself, reaching without hesitation to undo the ties around his hips, to begin to tug them down. He wants to touch him again, wants to try wrapping a hand around him, or take him in his mouth, and more.
He wants it all so much.
His hips jerk a little, chasing a touch, and he hums softly. ]
Mm. Can I touch you, or do you want to just -
[ Fingers. ]
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[ He slides a thigh up between those bare legs to settle them together and collects their cocks in a single hand, stroking them together and making himself moan against his lover's cheek. ]
You're always so hard for me.
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I can't help it.
[ They're pressed together and Jiang Cheng groans, reaching down to nudge Xichen's hand away and try and take control. ]
I intend to learn everything that you enjoy most.
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A light hand caresses its way up that lean, powerful body to gently squeeze a pec, kneading there with a thumb brushing over a nipple in time to Jiang Cheng's strokes below, seeing if he likes it. ]
You are so beautiful.
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It’s hard to focus when he has a hand exploring him, and he hums softly with pleasure, body lifting up to lean into the other man’s touch, eyes dragging up to gaze at his handsome face. ]
You are a flatterer.
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Flattery can also be true. [ He pinches lightly at the nipple under his fingertips. ] Complaining?
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Ah - no, not currently. I have no reason to.
[ That would be very poor form. ]
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Oh ...
[ It's been a while, knowing how good it can be has him almost vibrating with the need to be attended beyond that diligent hand. When he raises his bowed head his eyes are dark and hungry, thumbing across Jiang Cheng's lips and tugging the lower down, soft and wet. Lovely. He liked seeing him dripping in come, before. ]
A-Cheng, [ he reads the confidence in the other man, liking that too even as he grips his chin, ] if you make me come too soon I won't be able to fuck you.
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[ They had recovered quickly enough together before, but maybe things will be different now. It’s something a little more intense, after all, and he’s being promised something… Jiang Cheng isn’t even sure what the right word is. It feels as though his mouth is filled with cotton.
His fingers don’t slip away, but they do slow, gentler. ]
Then you should get a move on.
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Very well. Hold on.
[ That's all the warning Jiang Cheng gets before his hand is batted away and Xichen is hooking his hands under a pair of thighs to scoop the other man up into his arms, levying onto his heels and then standing up with a fluidity that he hopes is annoying. If he's going to be goaded, he's going to play too. Carrying his lover to their bed is just a bonus as far as he is concerned. ]
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You could've just asked!
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I like your surprised face, it's very cute. Angry as a startled tiger.
[ Jiang Cheng will find himself pressed back into the bed and kissed passionately as Xichen covers him, loving the way their skin feels sliding over each other when he aches in. He pets down a side, skimming back up again for the sheer joy of touching his hissing, feline lover. If he could wrap around him like a dragon he would. ]
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[ He is scowling a little, but he doesn't mean it, not entirely. He shifts, letting himself lean into Xichen and take some of his strength, humming softly before he leans back. ]
Menace...
[ He pushes up into the kiss, leaning into it with zero hesitation, arm wrapping around Xichen's neck to pull him closer, wanting more and more. ]
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You would be my first with real claws.
[ Reluctantly, he sits back on his knees, trailing the cool jar down the inside of a hot thigh, letting him see it. The voice he uses this time is his Sect Leader tone, brooking no argument. ]
You can always ask me to stop, don't be proud about it if it's too much.
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I still wouldn't hurt you.
[ He's doing his best not to be petulant, irritated, but he shifts his weight and leans back. ]
You have my word.
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As pleased as I am to be your first, I find it astonishing no other man has propositioned you for your ... time.
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[ Man or woman. He does tense, just a little, but tries to focus and force himself to calm down a little, to make sure that he doesn't make it seem like he's against it. He isn't, after all, it's just new... He'd never even considered touching himself there before. ]
Or I didn't notice.
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[ His teasing is back as he lowers his head, long hair tickling all over naked skin, and swallows down the first few inches of that straining cock, mouthing hotly all over the tip. ]
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[ And, oh, words are very difficult suddenly as he groans, tilting his head back. ]
A warning, please...
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