[ There is no lying in Cloud Recesses, which makes it all the better not to have to point the rule out to a newcomer when, technically, Wen Kexing isn't even fibbing: he is with the First Jade of Lan (being considered such a treasure is useful, sometimes). Not that Xichen would be so rude as to correct Wen Kexing on anything. The delightful playfulness is charming when directed his way, he has a terrible feeling he would let him get away with a bit too much ...
The lick tasting his throat has his eyes closing and everything else — the dull pressure of a clothed interested cock, the dirty talk — makes him screw them shut a moment later as he gathers his resolve. Xichen is also getting hard and his soft robes do little to hide it once they are nudging hip-to-hip, an addictive sensation that sends a shiver down his spine. Wen Kexing is clever, pretty, and forward, all of his traits are attractive and his playfulness melts into Xichen too: in a single move he hooks under the other man's thighs and lifts him up, quietly famed Lan arm strength meaning he doesn't struggle for a second.
If he were anyone else he would wear a cocky smirk, as it is Xichen only beams up with amused eyes and a soft, would-be innocent smile as he walks them toward the bed. ]
Forgive my impatience, you did inspire it.
[ He sits back on the bed and tugs Wen Kexing onto his lap with a bevvy of robes susurrating around them. Capturing the other man's chin between a thumb and forefinger, he seeks to kiss him hungrily and invade that mouth all over again. ]
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The lick tasting his throat has his eyes closing and everything else — the dull pressure of a clothed interested cock, the dirty talk — makes him screw them shut a moment later as he gathers his resolve. Xichen is also getting hard and his soft robes do little to hide it once they are nudging hip-to-hip, an addictive sensation that sends a shiver down his spine. Wen Kexing is clever, pretty, and forward, all of his traits are attractive and his playfulness melts into Xichen too: in a single move he hooks under the other man's thighs and lifts him up, quietly famed Lan arm strength meaning he doesn't struggle for a second.
If he were anyone else he would wear a cocky smirk, as it is Xichen only beams up with amused eyes and a soft, would-be innocent smile as he walks them toward the bed. ]
Forgive my impatience, you did inspire it.
[ He sits back on the bed and tugs Wen Kexing onto his lap with a bevvy of robes susurrating around them. Capturing the other man's chin between a thumb and forefinger, he seeks to kiss him hungrily and invade that mouth all over again. ]