Being held in place by firm strong hands is one thing, but that thrust of his hips, being able to feel how he's affecting Jiang Cheng, it's enough to draw a gasp from Huaisang's throat, and the compliment that follows just earns Jiang Cheng a wide-eyed stare for a long moment.
Always have? Did he mean that, or is that the alcohol talking? More importantly, does Huaisang even care?
No, he decides, he does not. He grips Jiang Cheng's face between his hands and kisses him hungrily.
~~~
"Oh," Yuan says softly, overwhelmed. He turns his face so he can press it into Lan Zhan's shoulder. His father's shoulder. He doesn't quite start crying again, but he takes a shaky breath, clearly needing a minute to process it. That kind of solid love and acceptance is something that's been missing in his life for a long, long time.
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2021-08-21 22:45 (UTC)Being held in place by firm strong hands is one thing, but that thrust of his hips, being able to feel how he's affecting Jiang Cheng, it's enough to draw a gasp from Huaisang's throat, and the compliment that follows just earns Jiang Cheng a wide-eyed stare for a long moment.
Always have? Did he mean that, or is that the alcohol talking? More importantly, does Huaisang even care?
No, he decides, he does not. He grips Jiang Cheng's face between his hands and kisses him hungrily.
~~~
"Oh," Yuan says softly, overwhelmed. He turns his face so he can press it into Lan Zhan's shoulder. His father's shoulder. He doesn't quite start crying again, but he takes a shaky breath, clearly needing a minute to process it. That kind of solid love and acceptance is something that's been missing in his life for a long, long time.
"Thank you." he whispers.