It's Wednesday! And I have something....

[gekidasa]

From what I call my betrothal au, Jiang Cheng and Nie Huaisang finally kiss. It's only going to be chapter 8. Or maybe 9.

"It's fine," he says, looking away. "You don't have to kiss me if you don't want to."

Nie Huaisang starts to turn away, not before Jiang Cheng can see the mischievous spark leave his eyes, replaced by... resignation? And that's not what Jiang Cheng wants. He doesn't want Nie Huaisang to resign himself to be with him. He's never kissed anyone, man or woman, and maybe he'll mess up but he would rather mess up than not try, because he doesn't want Nie Huaisang to think he's not worth kissing, or worse that Jiang Cheng is disgusted by the idea of kissing him.

So as Nie Huaisang is turning away, Jiang Cheng reaches out and grabs his wrist.

"Wait," Jiang Cheng says, not caring the way his voice cracks.

Nie Huaisang glances back at him, and before he can say anything, Jiang Cheng tugs him closer. Jiang Cheng lets go of his wrist in order to cup Huaisang's face with both hands, tilting it up as he leans down. He remembers to angle his face so their noses don't bump and press his lips against Nie Huaisang's. His lips are soft and this close the scent of him is overpowering, ink and something lightly floral. Jiang Cheng wants the kiss to be more, but he's not sure how to do it, or if it would be welcome, so after a moment he pulls back, vaguely aware that he's rubbing circles on Nie Huaisang's jaw with his thumbs. He makes himself meet Huaisang's eyes.

“Was that okay?”

Nie Huaisang’s eyes widen. Instead of replying, he wraps his arms around Jiang Cheng’s neck and surges up for another kiss. Not that Jiang Cheng is surprised, but it is immediately obvious that Nie Huaisang does know how to kiss. His lips move against Jiang Cheng’s, firm but gentle, coaxing, tugging at Jiang Cheng’s until he opens his mouth slightly. Nie Huaisang deepens the kiss then, his tongue lapping at Jiang Cheng’s lips and into his mouth, exploring. It should feel weird. He always assumed it would, but it doesn’t. Instead Jiang Cheng finds himself imitating Nie Huaisang, responding in kind, eager to taste him too. Without really thinking about it, he moves his hands to Nie Huaisang’s waist, pulling him closer. Nie Huaisang lets out a pleased little hum and arches into Jiang Cheng’s touch. The silken brocade of his robes brushing against the bare skin of Jiang Cheng’s chest.

Comments

[wrote_and_writ]

😍😍😍

[groundwiremantaray]

This is awesome! I love how tactile the kiss paragraphs are - JC is very hyperaware of NHS in his arms <3