[ He drops a kiss on a cheek before starting to move, lifting his hips away as mindfully as he can. When he slumps beside him, he draws the covers over them for modesty's sake (hah) as well as to combat the chill in the wake of so much exertion. Xichen would like to simply pass out but he forces himself to be considerate. ]
If ... If it still aches, we can visit the Cold Ponds.
[ Jiang Cheng makes a soft little noise, only just pained, before he breathes out and leans back. Shaking his head, he lets himself lounge back, cheeks still warm. ]
[ He dares to slump next to him, tracing circles up over Jiang Cheng's middle where Xichen's hand creeps. He's content, head half in a pillow and gaze full of his handsome lover. ]
[ Jiang Cheng smiles softly, shifting his weight before he glances at his hand and the ribbon still tangled in his fingers. Almost awkward, he holds it over, leaning up to kiss Xichen's jaw. ]
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[ He drops a kiss on a cheek before starting to move, lifting his hips away as mindfully as he can. When he slumps beside him, he draws the covers over them for modesty's sake (hah) as well as to combat the chill in the wake of so much exertion. Xichen would like to simply pass out but he forces himself to be considerate. ]
If ... If it still aches, we can visit the Cold Ponds.
[ They aid with healing, after all. ]
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[ Jiang Cheng makes a soft little noise, only just pained, before he breathes out and leans back. Shaking his head, he lets himself lounge back, cheeks still warm. ]
I will be fine.
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A-Cheng ...
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Here.