The words and the second kiss have Xichen moving, settling so he's straddling Mingjue as he kisses back, cheeks damp with the tears that won't stop, his hand still twined in Mingjue's hair. And when this one breaks, he's panting, leaning in again to press their lips together. Because while kissing Guangyao had been a heady experience, Mingjue's kisses had him aching, a shudder rolling through his body.

"I want..." Xichen's voice wavers, his hands sliding down Mingjue's arms, fingers finding his to lace one of their hands together. "...I shouldn't...but..if you're here and I don't..."

If he misses this chance, he may never have another one. "If I lose you again..."