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There's another thrill, watching his husband touch their marriage ribbon. His husband, the love of his life, the only one he has ever wanted - it had been thrilling last night to tie it around him, but it was bittersweet, knowing he was making a promise that they wouldn't truly get to fulfill.

Now he still wears his ribbon, and he has him once again purring in his arms.

"We will never have to spend another day without each other." His tone is just a little bit wondrous - it still hasn't sunk in, that this is real, that they can have this. "I will hold you every night, until neither of us remember what it is like not to smell like each other."

When Wanyin says he imagined them kissing, Lan Xichen immediately leans down to kiss him, long and lingering - and when he breaks it he tilts his head up to press a kiss to one of those twitching ears.

"What else?" he whispers, voice a little rough with his arousal. "I want to know everything you imagined, my tiger, so I can make it real."

Jiang Cheng moans into the kiss, forgetting what he had been talking about. He feels the warmth all the way down to his toes and is dazed when the kiss breaks. The ear flicks at Xichen when he presses a kiss there. Like this, his voice reverberates more, sinks more deeply into Jiang Cheng and he shivers.

"You're already real by being here in my arms," he mumbles.

Luckily, Wei Wuxian had already snuck out by the time Jiang Cheng had come back that night, so he had time. He knew his brother in arms wouldn't return until dawn. He licks his lips and recalls the memory, being flushed and bewildered and needing to remain quiet.

"I...I had fantasized about us kissing," he repeats, "and touching you. I wondered if you would be cool to the touch if you had a human form."

His fingers move underneath the material of the red and gold marriage robes, touching Xichen's bare chest again.

"If you would make the same rumbling growls or not...how you'd--how strong your talons are but hold me so tightly that I never am scared of being hurt by them. That you'd let me...kiss you, feel you." When he got older, the fantasies were more and more detailed. "I'd imagine you having me like those books. If you'd be gentle. Or if you'd be rough if I asked for it."

His pulse quickens when his Wanyin shivers in his arms, and he kisses his ear again before he pulls back to look at him as he talks. Everything he shares just makes his heart beat faster, breath catching a few times when Wanyin licks his lips, when he touches more of his chest.

He moves the fabric of his robes aside even more, pushing them off of his shoulders so they pool down around his waist and expose his chest completely. Then he covers Wanyin's hand on his chest with one of his and slowly slides it down over his abdomen, the muscles in his stomach twitching a little, unused to any kind of touch like this.

"I would let you do anything you want, my heart, give you anything you asked for."

It isn't an exaggeration. Oh, he has ideas of his own, things he'd read that he'd like to try, but he only ever imagined them in the context of what his tiger would like, how he could bring him pleasure, what he might do to ensure his tiger felt the depth of his love.

"I imagined you in my arms, holding you as a human as we did as dragon and tiger. That you'd let me explore and see how I could make you purr like this. I-" The whole of his ears go red now, not just the tips, and he falters for a moment before he keeps going. "I wondered if you would want it gentle, if I could open you up so slowly that I'd have time to tell you everything about how I love you. If you would like it if I didn't hold back. I remembered your strength when we tussled together, and I wondered how it might translate to being together like this."

He lets Xichen guide his hand over the hard muscle and feels his breath come quicker as he watches the muscles in his abs twitch under his touch. He drags his gaze back up to his face, watching him as he speaks about what he imagined. His tail flicks in interest when he sees the entirety of his ears go scarlet. Jiang Cheng leans up and purrs near his ear, letting himself purr loudly so that Xichen could feel that rumble right against him.

"I want it all, my dragon," he says. "As long as it is with you."

Jiang Cheng scents at his cheek once again, breathing in his dragon.

"I've told you so many times...you never need to hold back around me."

His eyes slide shut when his Wanyin purrs so loudly, letting himself bask in the comforting rumble - and reveling in the way it becomes a little bit thrilling, in this new context.

When he opens his eyes he finds his tail has wrapped itself around Wanyin's waist without him being quite conscious of the action, pinning them close together. He makes no move to pull it away, though, instead giving a soft, contented growl when his husband says he wants it all, that he doesn't need to hold back.

"Do you think they will give us a week to ourselves, if we told them we planned to use it to get to know each other better and strengthen our alliance?" There's a pause, and then he changes it to, "Let's take a week for ourselves, my heart, we deserve that."

The tail is a surprise but Jiang Cheng doesn't jump. His smile grows wider with how familiar it feels around his waist. It's firm, familiar, and safe. His arms reach up to lay around Xichen's shoulders. He doesn't think he'll ever stop being so giddy that his husband, his arranged husband, is his dragon.

"A week to start," he replies. "So that we could get to know each other better." He twitches his ear toward the door. "For them. And for us."

Jiang Cheng doesn't resist practically plastering himself against his dragon, tail wrapped and all.

"I'm sure they could tell if our doors are locked for the week."

That wide smile gets his heart beating faster at the same time as it makes emotion stick in his throat. How is it possible to feel this happy, when he had been so resigned to missing his other half his entire life? And now here they are in each other's arms, with Wanyin pressing in as close as he possibly can -

"A week to start," he agrees, because with his tiger this close, his mind is already starting to lose track of anything that isn't what they could do now that they finally have each other.

"My husband is such an excellent strategist." He pulls away, but only long enough to move back over to the door to lock it - he'd been too distant to bother to remember to do so when they first came in.

When he returns, his tail immediately wraps around Wanyin again - though this time a little lower, winding around his hips. "You are beautiful, my tiger." His hands reach up without him quite intending to, pushing into his hair and rubbing tenderly at his ears. "I used to think it was lucky I was not in human form because the sound of your purring would surely make me go weak at the knees, but it turns out your smile has the same effect."

A deep purr rumbles in his chest when he feels Xichen's hands caressing at his plush ears. He smiles up into Xichen and presses more against him, not wishing to be apart from him ever again. Or at least without his touch for the time being. He sinks his hands into Xichen's hair and pulls him close again.

"My dragon is my husband, I still can't get over that."

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