He lets Xichen guide his hand over the hard muscle and feels his breath
come quicker as he watches the muscles in his abs twitch under his touch.
He drags his gaze back up to his face, watching him as he speaks about what
he imagined. His tail flicks in interest when he sees the entirety of his
ears go scarlet. Jiang Cheng leans up and purrs near his ear, letting
himself purr loudly so that Xichen could feel that rumble right against
him.
"I want it all, my dragon," he says. "As long as it is with you."
Jiang Cheng scents at his cheek once again, breathing in his dragon.
"I've told you so many times...you never need to hold back around me."
His eyes slide shut when his Wanyin purrs so loudly, letting himself bask in the comforting rumble - and reveling in the way it becomes a little bit thrilling, in this new context.
When he opens his eyes he finds his tail has wrapped itself around Wanyin's waist without him being quite conscious of the action, pinning them close together. He makes no move to pull it away, though, instead giving a soft, contented growl when his husband says he wants it all, that he doesn't need to hold back.
"Do you think they will give us a week to ourselves, if we told them we planned to use it to get to know each other better and strengthen our alliance?" There's a pause, and then he changes it to, "Let's take a week for ourselves, my heart, we deserve that."
The tail is a surprise but Jiang Cheng doesn't jump. His smile grows wider
with how familiar it feels around his waist. It's firm, familiar, and
safe. His arms reach up to lay around Xichen's shoulders. He doesn't
think he'll ever stop being so giddy that his husband, his arranged
husband, is his dragon.
"A week to start," he replies. "So that we could get to know each other
better." He twitches his ear toward the door. "For them. And for us."
Jiang Cheng doesn't resist practically plastering himself against his
dragon, tail wrapped and all.
"I'm sure they could tell if our doors are locked for the week."
That wide smile gets his heart beating faster at the same time as it makes emotion stick in his throat. How is it possible to feel this happy, when he had been so resigned to missing his other half his entire life? And now here they are in each other's arms, with Wanyin pressing in as close as he possibly can -
"A week to start," he agrees, because with his tiger this close, his mind is already starting to lose track of anything that isn't what they could do now that they finally have each other.
"My husband is such an excellent strategist." He pulls away, but only long enough to move back over to the door to lock it - he'd been too distant to bother to remember to do so when they first came in.
When he returns, his tail immediately wraps around Wanyin again - though this time a little lower, winding around his hips. "You are beautiful, my tiger." His hands reach up without him quite intending to, pushing into his hair and rubbing tenderly at his ears. "I used to think it was lucky I was not in human form because the sound of your purring would surely make me go weak at the knees, but it turns out your smile has the same effect."
A deep purr rumbles in his chest when he feels Xichen's hands caressing at
his plush ears. He smiles up into Xichen and presses more against him, not
wishing to be apart from him ever again. Or at least without his touch for
the time being. He sinks his hands into Xichen's hair and pulls him close
again.
"My dragon is my husband, I still can't get over that."
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He lets Xichen guide his hand over the hard muscle and feels his breath come quicker as he watches the muscles in his abs twitch under his touch. He drags his gaze back up to his face, watching him as he speaks about what he imagined. His tail flicks in interest when he sees the entirety of his ears go scarlet. Jiang Cheng leans up and purrs near his ear, letting himself purr loudly so that Xichen could feel that rumble right against him.
"I want it all, my dragon," he says. "As long as it is with you."
Jiang Cheng scents at his cheek once again, breathing in his dragon.
"I've told you so many times...you never need to hold back around me."
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When he opens his eyes he finds his tail has wrapped itself around Wanyin's waist without him being quite conscious of the action, pinning them close together. He makes no move to pull it away, though, instead giving a soft, contented growl when his husband says he wants it all, that he doesn't need to hold back.
"Do you think they will give us a week to ourselves, if we told them we planned to use it to get to know each other better and strengthen our alliance?" There's a pause, and then he changes it to, "Let's take a week for ourselves, my heart, we deserve that."
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The tail is a surprise but Jiang Cheng doesn't jump. His smile grows wider with how familiar it feels around his waist. It's firm, familiar, and safe. His arms reach up to lay around Xichen's shoulders. He doesn't think he'll ever stop being so giddy that his husband, his arranged husband, is his dragon.
"A week to start," he replies. "So that we could get to know each other better." He twitches his ear toward the door. "For them. And for us."
Jiang Cheng doesn't resist practically plastering himself against his dragon, tail wrapped and all.
"I'm sure they could tell if our doors are locked for the week."
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"A week to start," he agrees, because with his tiger this close, his mind is already starting to lose track of anything that isn't what they could do now that they finally have each other.
"My husband is such an excellent strategist." He pulls away, but only long enough to move back over to the door to lock it - he'd been too distant to bother to remember to do so when they first came in.
When he returns, his tail immediately wraps around Wanyin again - though this time a little lower, winding around his hips. "You are beautiful, my tiger." His hands reach up without him quite intending to, pushing into his hair and rubbing tenderly at his ears. "I used to think it was lucky I was not in human form because the sound of your purring would surely make me go weak at the knees, but it turns out your smile has the same effect."
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A deep purr rumbles in his chest when he feels Xichen's hands caressing at his plush ears. He smiles up into Xichen and presses more against him, not wishing to be apart from him ever again. Or at least without his touch for the time being. He sinks his hands into Xichen's hair and pulls him close again.
"My dragon is my husband, I still can't get over that."