Skin buzzing with Xichen's hands on him and A-Yao in his lap, he dips forward to kiss Xichen in return. He works his lips, trying to make it good, to pour as much feeling as he can into it, messy and affectionate.
Simultaneously, he grinds up against A-Yao even as he presses back, making a small sound into the kiss with Xichen. Only then does he break away. Mock-scandalized, he scolds, "A-Yao," and hitches his hips again. With a half-smile he tells Xichen, "Now I see what you were dealing with before I got here."
He smooths a hand up A-Yao's spine a little, the hand Xichen hadn't folded his own over, and tips A-Yao forward toward Xichen. "Someone's ambitious. For now—are you sure you're ready?" And he slides the hand from A-Yao's spine down between them to check for himself.
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Simultaneously, he grinds up against A-Yao even as he presses back, making a small sound into the kiss with Xichen. Only then does he break away. Mock-scandalized, he scolds, "A-Yao," and hitches his hips again. With a half-smile he tells Xichen, "Now I see what you were dealing with before I got here."
He smooths a hand up A-Yao's spine a little, the hand Xichen hadn't folded his own over, and tips A-Yao forward toward Xichen. "Someone's ambitious. For now—are you sure you're ready?" And he slides the hand from A-Yao's spine down between them to check for himself.