equivocations | open rp post

His expression lights up at that, smile coming slow and pleased, in a softer version of the delight he'd shown earlier in the afternoon. It... means something he can't quite articulate, that he's been able to take Wanyin from the melancholy solitude of when he first ran into him to this, to making him feel good.

His tail fin twitches under Wanyin's touch, fanning out as wide as it can to give him more access - he has never really considered how this might feel, before, never thought of what it might be to have someone touch him like this, like his fins were more than just there to help him move through the water with ease.

He wiggles a bit, until the upper part of his tail is pressed more firmly between Wanyin's legs, and he can slide it along his groin, the one spot he knows for sure is an erogenous zone for him.

"Intent to make you feel wanted," he replies quietly. No, not quite accurate - he wants Wanyin, of course he does, but he has already declared his intent to court him. "To make you feel desired, to give you pleasure."

His earlier melancholy had been long forgotten with getting to know Xichen. He feels the corners of his lips quirk up when he feels the fin twitch under his touch and watches in wonder as it fans out for more of a touch. He knows that he won't be able to deny Xichen much of anything as he continues to feel him more and more. His hand only stills when he feels Xichen wiggle. His question dies on his lips when he feels a solid presence press against between his legs. He swallows again, surprised he hasn't drank up the entire lake from how many times Xichen has made him swallow in surprise.

"Can merpeople feel that kind of pleasure?" he blurts out. "I mean. Like we do." He spares a glance down then curses himself, "what a stupid question."

Another smile. But not just a smile, a smile in response to nothing more than Lan Xichen wanting more of his touch on his fins, and it makes him feel almost as warm as Wanyin's touch does. He thinks, somewhat dangerously, that there are many things he would do to get Wanyin to keep smiling at him like that.

That question make him grin a little, though it quickly fades when Wanyin calls it stupid. He strokes his tail over Wanyin's back.

"There is nothing stupid about asking for more information when you are faced with something new. It is only you and me, A-Cheng, you can ask me anything." There's a pause, then, his head fins curling in a little, he adds, "And yes, we do, though I have not done anything like this before with anyone else."

He shivers at the sensation of the tail moving along his back. Jiang Cheng doesn't resist looking over his shoulder to see it. Xichen assures him that it's not stupid and he feels the red creeping up his neck once again. He eventually is able to look back at him, pouting a little when he sees the head fins curl up. He reaches to caress against the curling, trying to encourage it to fan out again.

"What...what do you--" He stops himself. Xichen had admitted that he hadn't done anything like that before. "Can I touch? To feel where you like being touched? And feel desired?"

Oh. Wanyin pouting is - adorable, and the fact that it seems to be in response to the curl of his fins means that Wanyin must have noticed how they respond to his emotions, how they fan out when he's relaxed or at Wanyin's touch. Just the realization is enough to make them relax, spreading out under Wanyin's fingers.

"Yes," he replies, so quickly that it would embarass him if he wasn't focused on tilting his head into Wanyin's hand. "If - may I do the same?"

Immediately, he reaches to caress along the fins again, letting his fingers drift over each part of it as if touching something precious. His focus is immediately on the fins and how Xichen leans into his touches. He categorizes each and every reaction, to remember for next time if there even is a next time.

"Yes. I uh...I hadn't--me neither.""

"Then we can figure it out together."

The continued attention to his fins sends little electric shivers through him, and he makes a soft, almost musical sounding trill before he can help himself. Honestly, he isn't sure if it's the touch itself, the way that Wanyin is treating them as though they were something wonderful, or just that it is Wanyin doing it.

He lets the end of his tail slide back into the water, freeing up his arms. One wraps around his waist, a solid anchor holding him in place against him. His other hand goes exploring, starting at his ear and trailing down his neck, across his chest to his sternum, and down the center of his stomach. He traces the line of fabric where Wanyin's shorts start, over to the side of his hip, and then pushes his hand under them.

The musical trill is interesting and he’s determined to draw more of those sounds out of Xichen. He continued to caress along the fins, cold and certainly not human, to where it meets the human parts of him, finding it slightly warmer.

Up the arm and then along his chest, Jiang Cheng lets his fingers do the walking, wanting to memorize every part of him.

He gasps a little when he is brought even closer with the strong arm around his waist and the cool hand dip beneath the cotton of his under pants.

"A-Cheng," he says, breath coming a little bit quicker as the human keeps exploring. The continued caressing of his fins already feels good enough, but Wanyin roaming over his arm and chest fills him with a heat that he knows isn't just from the warmth of his hands.

His hand slides down the side of Wanyin's hip, then over the top of his thighs. His fingertips trace the v of his hip, following the line of where his leg meets his pelvis, until he reaches about halfway across Wanyin's thigh.

This is where Wanyin had spoken up last time, so he hesitates, drawing absent patterns there, giving him the opportunity to tell him to stop if he doesn't want him to continue.

"Yes?" he asks.

His own breath comes quicker as well. Xichen's hand feels good along his skin and he knows he's getting hard at the feel of him. He nods in silent consent. Does it work that way with him as well? His hand mirrors Xichen's path as well, moving along the crease of his hip, over to where the trail of hair dusts the lower abs. He looks into Xichen's eyes, silently asking. For permission, for direction. He's in very new territory here.

"Yes," he replies. Yes, that feels good; yes, he wants more of Wanyin's touch; yes, keep going.

Yes to everything about Wanyin.

His hand is moving again as soon as he gets a nod of consent. He expects to find a similar dusting of hair over more warm skin, perhaps the beginning of a slit that he can dip his fingers into and coax Wanyin's member out. Instead, he finds his cock already fully unsheathed, and Lan Xichen trills again in delight as he wraps his webbed fingers around it. It doesn't yet occur to him that this might be the natural state for humans, and he immediately assumes it's due to Wanyin's desire.

Just the thought of Wanyin being so aroused makes his own member start to unsheathe, before he can even direct Wanyin's hand to where his slit is on his tail, a hand or two below where skin turns into scales. It's long and tapered, thinner at the tip and growing thicker as it gets towards the base.

The trill sends a thrill through him and he gasps softly when he feels the cool fingers touch him so intimately.

His own hand moves down, past where he changes from man to mer, surprised when his hand brushes against something that's warmer, that's--Jiang Cheng watches his face as he curls his fingers around the arousal and gives an experimental stroke. It's much wider at the base and thinner toward the tip. His eyes widen at how surprisingly smooth it is, how firm it is. Like the rest of Xichen; like jade.

"Is...is this all right?" he asks, voice husky.

There's a soft little ah as Wanyin takes him in hand. His tail undulates in the water, pushing himself up into Wanyin's grip and rocking back. The motion also makes him grind up against Wanyin's cock, trapping it for a moment between his hand and tail with only a thin layer of fabric between them.

"More than all right."

His own voice is low and heated, and this time when he kisses Wanyin his tongue flicks out to brush against his lips, seeking entrance.

He parts his lips and allows Xichen's tongue into his mouth. His eyes flutter shut and he moans deeply at the intrusion, letting his own tongue lick tentatively against Xichen's. He breathes hard through his nose and kicks his legs to propel him toward Xichen, rocking against the hand and against the solid feel of his tail. he continues to stroke along his hardness, moving from experimental to a firmer grip as he moves his hand up and down.

The slide of his own tongue against Wanyin's is equally tentative at first, mindful of his teeth, but when he brushes against one and finds it more rounded than his own he dives in eagerly. That moan sends a thrill through him, and all he can think is that he wants more.

He keeps making quiet gasps into Wanyin's mouth as the human firms up his grip on him, sounds he hadn't even known he could make, and his member grows slick under Wanyin's hand. His fingers scramble to push the fabric of Wanyin's shorts down enough that he can free his cock, mimicking the movements of Wanyin's hand with his own.

"Yes," he says, the word another bitten off gasp. "Yes, A-Cheng, like that."

“Huan-ge,” he pulls away with a gasp, shivering at the feel of his cool hand moving along his own hardness.

His hips unconsciously buck into the grip. It’s different, smooth, cool, with the very slightest bit of a catch to have his breath stuttering. Jiang Cheng’s eyes shut at the sensation as he barely remembers to kick to keep himself afloat in the water.

“Gege,” he pants, the word slipping out accidentally. He bites his lower lip to keep from moaning too loudly and attracting attention that neither of them want.

"Ah," he gasps out softly, a shiver going through him as Wanyin rocks against him and calls him that.

"A-Cheng, you-" He cuts himself off because he has to kiss Wanyin again when he sees him biting his lower lip, tracing his tongue over the place where Wanyin's teeth had just been. "You feel so good."

He's so warm, it feels like he's heating Lan Xichen up every where he touched and beyond, burning through him and building up higher and higher.

"Wrap your legs around me," he directs. "I'll keep us afloat."

He doesn't hesitate to kick whatever's left of his clothes away. Jiang Cheng knows that he is enthralled by this gorgeous, majestic creature. He gasps against his kiss and trusts him, kicking his legs up and hooking them around the sturdy and strong waist.

It pushes them flush against each other and Jiang Cheng gasps before biting his lip again to smother his moan. He presses his forehead against Lan Xichen and presses more kisses to his cold and soothing lips.

"Ge, ge," he pants, repeating the word with each exhale.

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