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[illicitly]

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The words have him pulling back to study Huaisang's face, hands sliding down to the hem of his shirt to tug it up so they can get it off of him before he starts. His hands smooth over Huaisang's skin, fingertips calloused and tracing lightly up his sides as Jiang Cheng dips his head to kiss at his neck.

Huaisang's softer than he'd realized, and it's enough to keep his touch gentle, at least for now, his tongue flicking out to lick over the skin he'd just kissed.

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Huaisang welcomes the gentleness. Given how long it's been since he's been with anyone, it's probably for the best to ease him into physical intimacy again. Even if this is moving pretty fast, they are consenting adults and attracted to one another.

Honestly, that's enough reason to go through with this as far as Huaisang's concerned.

"That feels really nice," he murmurs encouragingly, eyes drifting closed. "I love the way your fingers feel."

He kind of likes how rough the callouses feel on his skin.

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"You're going to be feeling that a lot." Wanyin pulls back slightly, enough to pull Huaisang's shirt up, his eyes trailing down over the photographer's body. Once the shirt is gone, Wanyin dips his head, flicks his tongue over a nipple lightly before he tugs on it with his teeth.

"I don't make a habit of this but..." Something about Huaisang has him wanting.

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"I don't usually do this either," he confesses softly, breath catching at that little tug. "It's... It's been a long time for me."

Yanli had been right, as she usually is, he can't help but think. He and her brother are well-matched, it seems. No wonder she wanted them to meet.

"But this is good," he murmurs, hands moving slowly over Wanyin's back and arms, just enjoying touching someone warm, solid, and real for a change.

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"It's good." He agrees, lifting his head and moving back up to kiss Huaisang, letting his hands wander, move over the photographer's body as they kiss.

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Huaisang kisses back, a pleasant shiver going through him under those straying hands. He plays with Jiang Wanyin's tongue with his own a little, drawing it out a while longer while his fingers trail restlessly up and down his spine. After a bit, once he's more certain where this is leading, he pulls back enough to murmur with a soft smile.

"Would you like to move to my bed? There's more room there. It's more comfortable than the couch."