[jiang cheng is surprisingly tender. zixuan knows how hard he is, and if he's eager to feel him, the other man is surely as eager to be inside of him. yet he doesn't rush this part of it. the second finger opens him a little more, and for a moment it brings startling clarity to what's happening between them, and what's about to happen.
and then it's forgotten. it feels too good, jiang cheng makes him feel good, and the first soft moan escapes zixuan's lips. he wants to touch himself, so he does, just a light stroke of his hand while he watches the other man. he can see the confidence returning to him with each passing moment. jiang cheng is so attractive...gorgeous. did he notice it before? would he have allowed himself? maybe it's just easier with his legs spread and a man between them. but then what's this warm feeling that blooms in his chest like a peony, how is it connected to the simple lust that this is supposed to be?
the smile makes it even stronger. the sound that he makes when zidian teases him again is louder than before, and zixuan clenches around those fingers.]
Enough. Jiang Cheng, I will not spill like this.
[he wouldn't even let himself live it down. and who knows how smug that might make jiang cheng.]
I can take you. I need... [he swallows, and this is the hard part.] I need you.
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and then it's forgotten. it feels too good, jiang cheng makes him feel good, and the first soft moan escapes zixuan's lips. he wants to touch himself, so he does, just a light stroke of his hand while he watches the other man. he can see the confidence returning to him with each passing moment. jiang cheng is so attractive...gorgeous. did he notice it before? would he have allowed himself? maybe it's just easier with his legs spread and a man between them. but then what's this warm feeling that blooms in his chest like a peony, how is it connected to the simple lust that this is supposed to be?
the smile makes it even stronger. the sound that he makes when zidian teases him again is louder than before, and zixuan clenches around those fingers.]
Enough. Jiang Cheng, I will not spill like this.
[he wouldn't even let himself live it down. and who knows how smug that might make jiang cheng.]
I can take you. I need... [he swallows, and this is the hard part.] I need you.