Huaisang giggles as he's rolled onto his back, arching his neck to give his lover better access and humming thoughtfully.
"But darling wolf of mine, my best behaviour is my naughtiest." he teases, stroking his hands up Cheng's back and enjoying the feel of firm muscles beneath his fingers. He wants to touch every inch of this beautiful man, revel in the fact that he's real and solid and here in Huaisang's bed (or, rather, Huaisang was in his bed, but same difference). He can't entirely believe he is actually wanted, desired by the man he's lusted after since they were teenagers.
Not just lust, either, there are some embarrassingly earnest feelings for Jiang Cheng held in his heart, and there's a hesitant, breathless hope that perhaps those are returned as well.
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"You want him to not know it's from you?" Zizhen asks with a confused frown - why would he not want that? Still, he considers the question all the same, trying to think of suggestions.
"He told us a story about Hanguang Jun buying him a paper butterfly, I think that's a very fond memory for him, and something he always sort of remembered even when he forgot a lot of other things, so something to do with that would make him happy but he wouldn't know it was from you.. unless he ever told you that story?" he suggests "Oh! Or something to do with rabbits. You should have seen his eyes light up when we mentioned the rabbits. I hope he got to go and see them..."
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Huaisang giggles as he's rolled onto his back, arching his neck to give his lover better access and humming thoughtfully.
"But darling wolf of mine, my best behaviour is my naughtiest." he teases, stroking his hands up Cheng's back and enjoying the feel of firm muscles beneath his fingers. He wants to touch every inch of this beautiful man, revel in the fact that he's real and solid and here in Huaisang's bed (or, rather, Huaisang was in his bed, but same difference). He can't entirely believe he is actually wanted, desired by the man he's lusted after since they were teenagers.
Not just lust, either, there are some embarrassingly earnest feelings for Jiang Cheng held in his heart, and there's a hesitant, breathless hope that perhaps those are returned as well.
~~~
"You want him to not know it's from you?" Zizhen asks with a confused frown - why would he not want that? Still, he considers the question all the same, trying to think of suggestions.
"He told us a story about Hanguang Jun buying him a paper butterfly, I think that's a very fond memory for him, and something he always sort of remembered even when he forgot a lot of other things, so something to do with that would make him happy but he wouldn't know it was from you.. unless he ever told you that story?" he suggests "Oh! Or something to do with rabbits. You should have seen his eyes light up when we mentioned the rabbits. I hope he got to go and see them..."