Huaisang's moans match his lover's as he slowly rocks himself deeper - it's perfect, allowing him to get used to it and giving him the stimulation he's craving all at the same time, and when Jiang Cheng leans down to kiss him he's kissing back hungrily.

Just as Huaisang thinks he's ready for the pace to pick up, it does before he even says anything, and his head falls back with a silent gasp of pleasure, delighted by both the hard thrust of Jiang Cheng inside him and the fact that they're so perfectly in sync, that they want the same things.

His grip on the edge of the table tightens, holding himself steady as the other man fucks him.

"Y-Yes, oh gods, yes, fuck, just like that-" he gasps out a litany of encouragement, lifting his head again so he can make eye contact, pupils blown wide with arousal.