[Who has time for courtesans, really? Certainly not Jiang Cheng - and so much the better for any courtesan in his vicinity, let's face it. He may be just another healthy adult male, his body and its desires not so different from anyone else's, but he also has priorities, and sex isn't one of them. At some point he'll have to produce an heir, probably, but even when it comes to that, he's in no hurry. As long as his cultivation and his fighting skills stay top-notch, he's not going to die anyway, is he? He'd much rather focus his attention on Jin Ling's future. That, too, is a family obligation to take care of - and one that keeps him from looking at himself too hard.
Jiang Cheng kisses back the best he can, half going by what he's seen of people kissing (in the flesh and illustrated, thank you Huaisang), and half going by what he feels and trying to do what feels better (or at least less weird). But he doesn't share Huaisang's experience, and there's no doubt that part of him is overthinking everything in spite of his intention to just dive right in; it's not too long before his breathing doesn't manage to keep up with his desire for oxygen, and he breaks the kiss with a gasp.
Well, he sure did just kiss another sect leader. He sure kissed Huaisang.]
... Sect Leader Nie, you're a man of unexpected talents.
[Rather than a compliment, it's half an accusation, and half a question. In spite of the porn collection Huaisang had in his teens, Jiang Cheng wouldn't have expected him to have much experience, even now. He's more surprised than judging as such, but judging is how he tries to make it sound all the same, as if he reserves the right to judge and judge harshly, like a weapon to wield if and when it comes to that.
In spite of that, he's still holding Huaisang close, but clearly that is only a minor detail in the face of his theoretical judge-y wrath.]
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Jiang Cheng kisses back the best he can, half going by what he's seen of people kissing (in the flesh and illustrated, thank you Huaisang), and half going by what he feels and trying to do what feels better (or at least less weird). But he doesn't share Huaisang's experience, and there's no doubt that part of him is overthinking everything in spite of his intention to just dive right in; it's not too long before his breathing doesn't manage to keep up with his desire for oxygen, and he breaks the kiss with a gasp.
Well, he sure did just kiss another sect leader. He sure kissed Huaisang.]
... Sect Leader Nie, you're a man of unexpected talents.
[Rather than a compliment, it's half an accusation, and half a question. In spite of the porn collection Huaisang had in his teens, Jiang Cheng wouldn't have expected him to have much experience, even now. He's more surprised than judging as such, but judging is how he tries to make it sound all the same, as if he reserves the right to judge and judge harshly, like a weapon to wield if and when it comes to that.
In spite of that, he's still holding Huaisang close, but clearly that is only a minor detail in the face of his theoretical judge-y wrath.]