[ His ears may be on fire but he appreciates the stark honesty. He won't forget any of it in a hurry, that's for sure. ]
In a while, there's no rush.
[ He captures that wrist and drops a peck on its inside where the skin is softest, draping it on his own shoulder as he leans in for a kiss. The way he runs a hand up Wen Kexing's back to encourage him closer isn't overly forceful, more like a returning lover as he seeks out the heat of his mouth in a bid to get to know him, his taste and breath suddenly all Xichen cares about. ]
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In a while, there's no rush.
[ He captures that wrist and drops a peck on its inside where the skin is softest, draping it on his own shoulder as he leans in for a kiss. The way he runs a hand up Wen Kexing's back to encourage him closer isn't overly forceful, more like a returning lover as he seeks out the heat of his mouth in a bid to get to know him, his taste and breath suddenly all Xichen cares about. ]