It doesn't seem to be a bad reaction, so Lan Xichen doesn't feel guilty about his appreciation for the way Wanyin keeps going red. He reaches out with his free hand, resting it along Waynin's jaw and running his thumb over his cheek, delighted when it feels even warmer.
"We can sometimes! It is encouraged between spouses, in private."
In theory. Not that Lan Xichen has much practical experience with that, considering his own parents hadn't lived together even when his mother was alive and his uncle never married, but why would their teachings focus on it being acceptable to show lack of restraint with your fated one if it were not encouraged to do so?
"Just not with a friend like this. Not so freely." And yet he's continuing to practically nuzzle into Wanyin's hand, unable to pull away from the touch now that he's been given it.
His hand slides into Wanyin's hair, scratching gently over his scalp and trailing curiously over his ear, rubbing at the skin behind it. "Is this... all right?"
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"We can sometimes! It is encouraged between spouses, in private."
In theory. Not that Lan Xichen has much practical experience with that, considering his own parents hadn't lived together even when his mother was alive and his uncle never married, but why would their teachings focus on it being acceptable to show lack of restraint with your fated one if it were not encouraged to do so?
"Just not with a friend like this. Not so freely." And yet he's continuing to practically nuzzle into Wanyin's hand, unable to pull away from the touch now that he's been given it.
His hand slides into Wanyin's hair, scratching gently over his scalp and trailing curiously over his ear, rubbing at the skin behind it. "Is this... all right?"